( swallowing, his head dips, gratitude and relief and shame mingling. he's a monster. she's disappointed and he wants to reassure her, to make it better, but he doesn't know where to even begin.
what if he stays like this? it's possible, isn't it, that he might. unbidden the memory of the research outpost rises to the surface, of rey strapped down and in pain, and something powerful surges through the bond. not fear, precisely, but something fierce and violent. they could try. )
Sorry.
( because she must have felt it. she had come for him, had risked herself, and the last thing she needed was to be afraid of him and what he might do ㅡ especially now, with the streets overrun. )
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what if he stays like this? it's possible, isn't it, that he might. unbidden the memory of the research outpost rises to the surface, of rey strapped down and in pain, and something powerful surges through the bond. not fear, precisely, but something fierce and violent. they could try. )
Sorry.
( because she must have felt it. she had come for him, had risked herself, and the last thing she needed was to be afraid of him and what he might do ㅡ especially now, with the streets overrun. )
Safe.