[ It's for his own good. That's what she tells herself as the deflection bubbles to the surface, a panic and frustration response that she can't help. He's too close to the vulnerable truth at the heart of it. Rey's fear of herself, of finding out what kind of person she really is and if there is some Palpatine buried there after all, responsible for the mistakes and aggression and bad choices and dark impulses that she has. Responsible even, maybe, for her connection to Ben. No. He's too close to it. She has to push him back. ]
I don't. I'm doing fine on my own.
[ This lie cuts her, but she spits it out anyway. She had never been fine on her own. The loss of her parents destroyed her. Jakku was a hell for her, and now she has put herself back in that purgatory — a perpetual reminder. It feels like what she deserves, though. For being bad. Wrong.
The figure in the Emperor's vault haunts her, feeling perpetually like it's only a step away. ]
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[ It's for his own good. That's what she tells herself as the deflection bubbles to the surface, a panic and frustration response that she can't help. He's too close to the vulnerable truth at the heart of it. Rey's fear of herself, of finding out what kind of person she really is and if there is some Palpatine buried there after all, responsible for the mistakes and aggression and bad choices and dark impulses that she has. Responsible even, maybe, for her connection to Ben. No. He's too close to it. She has to push him back. ]
I don't. I'm doing fine on my own.
[ This lie cuts her, but she spits it out anyway. She had never been fine on her own. The loss of her parents destroyed her. Jakku was a hell for her, and now she has put herself back in that purgatory — a perpetual reminder. It feels like what she deserves, though. For being bad. Wrong.
The figure in the Emperor's vault haunts her, feeling perpetually like it's only a step away. ]
Go home, Riku.