@starwarsmuses cont’d from ask thread
starwarsmuses:
Look, she just wanted to see if he was okay, she didn’t mean anything by the comment she didn’t want him to think anything more than it was a very poor attempt at humor on her end. She just wanted to see him smile… or at the very least a sarcastic “ha”. That would have been… better than the response that she got.“If you’re snapping, I’d rather stay,” she told him, honestly. “I mean– well, I don’t know if I know what I mean entirely. I just would hate to think that you’d be left alone during a time when you’d probably need someone.”
“I don’t need a n y o n e , Aleksandria.” Ren replied, words brittle with ice. Dropping his gaze to his hands, a shudder ran through him and he averted his eyes in revulsion. Han Solo’s blood was on his hands. So was the blood of who knows how many lives. All efficiently removed from this world by the merciless hands of Kylo Ren. Throat burning, Ren opened his mouth, this time his tone tempered with steel.
“What will you do when Snoke decides that you are an impediment to my training?” Dark eyes rose to meet hers, the unspoken meaning behind the words in his chest like a physical weight. ‘What will you do when Snoke orders me to t a k e y o u r l i f e ? ’
