[It's held a beat longer, that dull, weighted silence a tether between the thrumming heartbeat of their symbiotes - thud thud thud; Ren's voice is low when he finally speaks, eyeline held, gloved thumb skirting out lazy circles where it rests.]
Like you, General, I remain here for a reason.
[And in that narrow, narrow space, he feels less vulnerable admitting it.]
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Like you, General, I remain here for a reason.
[And in that narrow, narrow space, he feels less vulnerable admitting it.]