Something in her chest constricts with the loss of contact, but she doesn't feel she ought to encourage it, either. It's already hard enough to be this close without wanting more. It's already going to hurt badly enough when they go home.
She swipes at the tear tracks on her cheeks with the back of her hand, quietly grateful that he'd let her cry out the hurt of the past year without further comment. Maybe it was only repayment for the way she'd tended to his injuries after the mission, but maybe it was enough that they didn't want the other to hurt.
"I'm glad you have your family here," she says at last. It's hard not to be a little bit angry and envious, given the circumstances. She would have traded nearly anything in her power for a moment with the parents that had thrown her away. To ask a single question -- why? But it's not something she'd truly deny him, not if there was a chance of something better for any one of them.
He, predictably, has mixed feelings about his family here. He'd rather never interact with Luke again, and his mother being a child here is awkward at best. But his meeting with his grandfather had surpassed any expectation he might have had.
"I don't understand why they're all here." It's not a complaint, just an observation. A slight shift in the conversation, because speculating on the meaning of their being here is an easier topic than any of his own feelings about it.
"Why would the Sylphid gather us all from different times? Not everyone here is even from our galaxy." Maybe it was to do with their abilities, but he'd seen enough to prove that there was significant power to be had in those other worlds, as well. As far as he's aware, no one from those other worlds had their whole family brought along--though he certainly hasn't met everyone, considering he'd missed Obi-Wan up to now. "If it was power they wanted, then there's no reason to take my mother so young."
"Maybe they don't have as much control over it as that. Maybe we could've been drawn here from any time at all, if all they wanted was access to our abilities."
Or maybe the Force still had a hand in things. Maybe it had gifted all of them with a second chance in the only way it could, by allowing them to be taken here for a time. Clearly the Force still existed in some form here. The fact that they're sitting here talking is proof of that.
"Do you think the Force has a will of its own?"
She's not sure she does, or if she'd like it to. It's already hard to understand why an energy with some ability to actively influence things would choose as it had thus far.
Maybe. It's hard to say how much control the Sylphid have over any of the process. It could even be very little, though it seems unlikely for this gathering of so many related Force users to be a coincidence.
He shakes his head to the question. "No, not exactly." Maybe that's surprising, considering how much faith he has in it, but he's never seen it as something conscious in itself, making active decisions.
"It reveals the truth." The first time this happened, when he'd asked why the Force was connecting them, he didn't mean it as something the Force itself had chosen, but he thought there must be a reason for it happening, nonetheless. There must be a reason, too, for it to continue even in Snoke's absence, if he had told the truth about being the one to start this. Kylo isn't convinced he had been.
"Why do you think it's still connecting us, even here?"
She doesn't believe it had been Snoke's influence. Not anymore. Maybe he'd set things in motion, or maybe he'd lied, but it doesn't stand to reason that the strength of the connection would remain after all this time and distance, outside their own galaxy -- possibly universe. What truth could it have left to reveal?
"I'm not sure." Before all this happened, he'd been looking through Sith books that Palpatine had stashed away, but so far he hasn't found any sort of solid answer. He wishes he could have brought that collection with him--though he supposes his comment earlier about it being possible for them to turn up is just as true for those as it is for Rey's Jedi texts.
In the end, maybe it's as simple as there being something about the two of them that should be connected. Even after a year of that link being blocked and every antagonistic interaction they've had, neither of them could bring themself to truly give up on the other. The fact that they're talking right now is proof enough of that.
"Maybe studying the way tethers work here can give us some insight. It's not quite the same, but it's something the people here could teach us more about."
She's still conflicted about the necessity of tethering and the awkward potential of her own choice, but it hadn't been disruptive yet. It wasn't quite as strong or quite as random a bond, though she still wishes her thoughts and emotions could be entirely her own. But with so many Force users in one place that was never truly an option unless she meant to keep her guard up around the clock.
The mention of tethers puts a frown on his face. Maybe she's right that it could lead to some clues, but the whole idea of it rubs him the wrong way. He wouldn't mind the idea if she were of the opposite planet alignment, since they already have this bond between them anyway. But since she's not, he'd rather not consider allowing someone else extra insight into his thoughts.
"Do you think there's any truth to it? The imbalance sickness?"
Rey shrugs lightly. She hadn't given it a lot of thought, honestly, since she didn't think their hosts had any reason to lie to them. They'd seemed forthcoming and helpful thus far, though they also wanted something of them. Still, there didn't seem to be an outward reason to lie about it.
"I wasn't in a hurry to find out. I wouldn't want to have to choose someone out of desperation."
She realizes belatedly that she ought to have hedged a bit more, as now he'll naturally want to know who she's tethered to. This ought to go well.
Kylo still feels he doesn't know this place well enough to have a solid sense of what there might be a reason to lie about. And just because the reason isn't obvious doesn't mean there isn't one. The fighting, he's willing to follow along with until he finds a reason not to. Less so the part about giving someone else access to his psyche.
His eyes narrow at the words, searching her face. "You've done it already." That much isn't a question. "Who?"
Her cheeks flush with some emotion she can't quite name, and she looks back down at her book for a few moments, hoping perhaps the bond will cut out and spare them both.
When it doesn't happen, she takes a deep breath and braces for the end of whatever understanding they were about to come to.
"I thought it better if it were someone I knew. There weren't as many Tian-aligned people here, and if I waited it might've had to be a stranger."
She can't quite make herself look at him, or speak the name she knows will hurt.
She doesn't give a straight answer, but she gives him enough clues. There are very few people here who she had met before, and only one who he knows has the correct alignment to be of benefit to her. One he knew perfectly well that she had talked to about his future self. Her reticence seals it.
"Him." That's not a question, either. He doesn't know what to say beyond that, but he can't keep up just idly sitting next to her. He gets to his feet, needing to move. Needing to put an extra step between them.
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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Date: 2022-09-08 08:31 pm (UTC)From:She swipes at the tear tracks on her cheeks with the back of her hand, quietly grateful that he'd let her cry out the hurt of the past year without further comment. Maybe it was only repayment for the way she'd tended to his injuries after the mission, but maybe it was enough that they didn't want the other to hurt.
"I'm glad you have your family here," she says at last. It's hard not to be a little bit angry and envious, given the circumstances. She would have traded nearly anything in her power for a moment with the parents that had thrown her away. To ask a single question -- why? But it's not something she'd truly deny him, not if there was a chance of something better for any one of them.
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Date: 2022-09-09 01:11 am (UTC)From:"I don't understand why they're all here." It's not a complaint, just an observation. A slight shift in the conversation, because speculating on the meaning of their being here is an easier topic than any of his own feelings about it.
"Why would the Sylphid gather us all from different times? Not everyone here is even from our galaxy." Maybe it was to do with their abilities, but he'd seen enough to prove that there was significant power to be had in those other worlds, as well. As far as he's aware, no one from those other worlds had their whole family brought along--though he certainly hasn't met everyone, considering he'd missed Obi-Wan up to now. "If it was power they wanted, then there's no reason to take my mother so young."
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Date: 2022-09-09 01:25 am (UTC)From:Or maybe the Force still had a hand in things. Maybe it had gifted all of them with a second chance in the only way it could, by allowing them to be taken here for a time. Clearly the Force still existed in some form here. The fact that they're sitting here talking is proof of that.
"Do you think the Force has a will of its own?"
She's not sure she does, or if she'd like it to. It's already hard to understand why an energy with some ability to actively influence things would choose as it had thus far.
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Date: 2022-09-09 01:47 am (UTC)From:He shakes his head to the question. "No, not exactly." Maybe that's surprising, considering how much faith he has in it, but he's never seen it as something conscious in itself, making active decisions.
"It reveals the truth." The first time this happened, when he'd asked why the Force was connecting them, he didn't mean it as something the Force itself had chosen, but he thought there must be a reason for it happening, nonetheless. There must be a reason, too, for it to continue even in Snoke's absence, if he had told the truth about being the one to start this. Kylo isn't convinced he had been.
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Date: 2022-09-09 01:56 am (UTC)From:She doesn't believe it had been Snoke's influence. Not anymore. Maybe he'd set things in motion, or maybe he'd lied, but it doesn't stand to reason that the strength of the connection would remain after all this time and distance, outside their own galaxy -- possibly universe. What truth could it have left to reveal?
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Date: 2022-09-09 02:30 am (UTC)From:In the end, maybe it's as simple as there being something about the two of them that should be connected. Even after a year of that link being blocked and every antagonistic interaction they've had, neither of them could bring themself to truly give up on the other. The fact that they're talking right now is proof enough of that.
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Date: 2022-09-09 04:05 am (UTC)From:She's still conflicted about the necessity of tethering and the awkward potential of her own choice, but it hadn't been disruptive yet. It wasn't quite as strong or quite as random a bond, though she still wishes her thoughts and emotions could be entirely her own. But with so many Force users in one place that was never truly an option unless she meant to keep her guard up around the clock.
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:04 am (UTC)From:"Do you think there's any truth to it? The imbalance sickness?"
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:11 am (UTC)From:"I wasn't in a hurry to find out. I wouldn't want to have to choose someone out of desperation."
She realizes belatedly that she ought to have hedged a bit more, as now he'll naturally want to know who she's tethered to. This ought to go well.
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:19 am (UTC)From:His eyes narrow at the words, searching her face. "You've done it already." That much isn't a question. "Who?"
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:27 am (UTC)From:When it doesn't happen, she takes a deep breath and braces for the end of whatever understanding they were about to come to.
"I thought it better if it were someone I knew. There weren't as many Tian-aligned people here, and if I waited it might've had to be a stranger."
She can't quite make herself look at him, or speak the name she knows will hurt.
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:35 am (UTC)From:"Him." That's not a question, either. He doesn't know what to say beyond that, but he can't keep up just idly sitting next to her. He gets to his feet, needing to move. Needing to put an extra step between them.
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Date: 2022-09-12 03:43 am (UTC)From:"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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Date: 2022-09-12 03:59 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2022-09-12 04:07 am (UTC)From: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.