[His hold on Hux adjusts yet again, broad fingertips to the back of Hux's neck as he settles forward wearily. A brace. A place to recover from the storm while his senses are still reeling.
Instinctively Ren's own breathing goes soft, steady. It isn't often that he centers himself as Luke Skywalker had once taught him, but even the Sith can understand the merit of certain tried and true approaches— besides, he was valued by Snoke for his balance, not for his dedication to the dark side alone.]
I warned you about her.
[It isn't comforting, but he means well: it's not the first time she's shattered their pride, after all.]
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Instinctively Ren's own breathing goes soft, steady. It isn't often that he centers himself as Luke Skywalker had once taught him, but even the Sith can understand the merit of certain tried and true approaches— besides, he was valued by Snoke for his balance, not for his dedication to the dark side alone.]
I warned you about her.
[It isn't comforting, but he means well: it's not the first time she's shattered their pride, after all.]