The First Order was crumbling. Victory was clearly in sight, and Kylo Ren was in custody. It was, however, falling quickly out of control. Disastrously. โLeia!โ Rey exclaimed, rushing to the general and folding over to catch her breath, clutching at her knees and trembling with exhaustion. โIt isnโt right! They canโt do this!โ she exclaimed.
โOh goodness! Oh gracious!โ Threepio waved his arms around. โWhat DO you mean? What is happening?!โ
โBenโheโtheyโ,โ Rey gasped, tears tracking down her face. โTheyโre advocating to kill. They canโt! We canโt bring more death to resolve all that has happened!โ @disheveleddarkness
Leia heard Rey's words, but her mind was immediately with the boy she had known. The boy she had carried in a sling as she voted in the senate, the boy she and Han had raised. She had made so many mistakes, but then again so had he.
"Rey is right, more bloodshed will not bring back those we lost." Leia said, there would be repercussions, Leia would see to that. But not death.
"I would like to speak to him, alone."