[his expression hardens as her utters the name, his jaw clenching. finn. she knew how he felt about finn, how much he meant to him, and she still took him prisoner. he tried to push it down, how much it hurt. how painful it was to not barge onto the supremacy with his blaster and 50% of a plan and just take him back. because 1) it would be certain death, most likely, and 2) the resistance needed him. he was what's left. he was the spark. save his sorrow for later. or maybe never. never feel anything again.]
The Rey I know wouldn't lock up her best friend like some animal. Call them off.
[he's angry, for sure, but it's not the sort of impassioned rage he used to throw at anybody who wanted to disagree with him. it's sharper ... with something else behind it. tiredness.]
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The Rey I know wouldn't lock up her best friend like some animal. Call them off.
[he's angry, for sure, but it's not the sort of impassioned rage he used to throw at anybody who wanted to disagree with him. it's sharper ... with something else behind it. tiredness.]