[ it's not. the ship should be wiped. even if he hadn't had time to do it himself, he had bb-8, and bb-8 knew enough to wipe everything. (he didn't want to think about what was going to happen to bb-8.)
as she crouches over him, he scours at her, opens his mouth to respond —
— and then whatever retort he had dies on his lips as his attention shifts to the sudden pain in his chest. for a second he wonders if it's a side effect from the electro-prod, but that didn't make sense. the way kylo ren is look at him. it had to be her. the force? he can't spend much time wondering; his brain would rather redirect his attention to the sharpening chest pain, his breath going short, and the feeling of faintness that made it hard to focus on much of anything. ]
I — [ he flounders for a response before she lets her power over him go. he didn't want to actually admit it, but she wasn't wrong. given the choice of another round of interrogation/torture with no hope for escape or death, the choice was pretty clear. where his expression lost definition while being distracted over whether or not he was dying, it regains sharpness now, settling somewhere between anger and disgust.
he fights against the stun-induced paralysis enough to briefly lift his side off the ground — a 45-degree angle between lying and sitting, basically — and spits at kylo ren's feet before collapsing back down again. if you thought he was going to finish his sentence in the affirmative, you were wrong. there's only spiteful petty behavior here. ]
no subject
as she crouches over him, he scours at her, opens his mouth to respond —
— and then whatever retort he had dies on his lips as his attention shifts to the sudden pain in his chest. for a second he wonders if it's a side effect from the electro-prod, but that didn't make sense. the way kylo ren is look at him. it had to be her. the force? he can't spend much time wondering; his brain would rather redirect his attention to the sharpening chest pain, his breath going short, and the feeling of faintness that made it hard to focus on much of anything. ]
I — [ he flounders for a response before she lets her power over him go. he didn't want to actually admit it, but she wasn't wrong. given the choice of another round of interrogation/torture with no hope for escape or death, the choice was pretty clear. where his expression lost definition while being distracted over whether or not he was dying, it regains sharpness now, settling somewhere between anger and disgust.
he fights against the stun-induced paralysis enough to briefly lift his side off the ground — a 45-degree angle between lying and sitting, basically — and spits at kylo ren's feet before collapsing back down again. if you thought he was going to finish his sentence in the affirmative, you were wrong. there's only spiteful petty behavior here. ]