She isn't refusing to see them now. She's not sure whether either of them ought to regret the way things had happened, but there's no way to know that without asking.
"Well. I think I need more information."
She tucks a nonexistent strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a glimpse of writing on her wrist: pale enough that it looks like it could be a scar, except the letters are written in clean but delicate aurebesh script. FIND KYLO, they read, each letter outlined in a faint pink as they've not quite healed yet.
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Date: 2023-02-23 04:53 am (UTC)From:"Well. I think I need more information."
She tucks a nonexistent strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a glimpse of writing on her wrist: pale enough that it looks like it could be a scar, except the letters are written in clean but delicate aurebesh script. FIND KYLO, they read, each letter outlined in a faint pink as they've not quite healed yet.