[Distraction so close it might as well be coursing through his veins, Ren's dark eyes narrow at the shudder - like a predator honing in on its prey, he twitches in place; no closer to acting on impulse, but far from passive in his role as a spectator.
Another beat spent watching before he responds, another handful of seconds spent with heat crawling up to flush the nape of his neck beneath thick, pleated fabric.]
Would it flatter you to know the truth? [Yes. Or at least if nothing else, it would make this easier, Ren imagines.]
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Date: 2016-03-21 09:39 am (UTC)Another beat spent watching before he responds, another handful of seconds spent with heat crawling up to flush the nape of his neck beneath thick, pleated fabric.]
Would it flatter you to know the truth? [Yes. Or at least if nothing else, it would make this easier, Ren imagines.]
Nothing escapes the Force, General Hux.