She stands as well, though she doesn't pursue him. She hadn't done anything wrong; they weren't even speaking. And even if they had been -- well, he was the wrong alignment. He wouldn't have been an option immediately, anyway, even if they might've chosen it out of familiarity eventually.
"There weren't better options. He's not--"
She cuts herself off, inwardly cursing herself for even feeling as though she needs to defend her choice.
"Of course you didn't." He spits the words back. It's not that he doesn't believe her, but more that he's kicking himself for not having expected her to, without direct intent to hurt him, do the one thing here that would hurt him the most. If he had any sense at all, he would have known that's the choice she'd make. When will he learn?
He's honestly not certain whether the bond cuts on its own, or whether it's the sudden break in his trust that makes it happen. All he knows is that he's suddenly alone again, and he won't even know how she intended to respond to that. Maybe it's for the better, either way.
Whatever retort she's working on dies on her lips as the bond cuts out and is replaced by a string of curses in at least three different languages. Of course the Force would do this now - or Kylo had. She's honestly not sure which, and it doesn't matter. Not really. Not when she shouldn't have been talking to him in the first place.
She picks up her book from where she'd let it drop in her haste and heads back toward the apartments. She's not going to seek him out again, not when she doesn't owe him an explanation. Not when it's just going to end the way all their other interactions had.
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"There weren't better options. He's not--"
She cuts herself off, inwardly cursing herself for even feeling as though she needs to defend her choice.
"I didn't do it to hurt you."
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He's honestly not certain whether the bond cuts on its own, or whether it's the sudden break in his trust that makes it happen. All he knows is that he's suddenly alone again, and he won't even know how she intended to respond to that. Maybe it's for the better, either way.
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She picks up her book from where she'd let it drop in her haste and heads back toward the apartments. She's not going to seek him out again, not when she doesn't owe him an explanation. Not when it's just going to end the way all their other interactions had.
This is better, after all.