[He shudders again a little when he can feel Rey's breath on the back of his neck. His mind is filled with turmoil, his thoughts a confused, jumbling shift. The only thing that seems to remain consistent within them is the thought of Rey. She's the bright light at the center of his dark mind.]

Perhaps the best course of action is to follow neither the Light or the Dark Side. Neither have given me what I really want.

[Kylo shifts slowly, turning around so that he's now face-to-face with Rey. He stares into her hazel eyes, and for a moment, it feels like his heart has stopped. No one ever told him that the path to the Force was such a lonely one. He's built up a wall around himself, keeping everyone at arm's distance. Here, Rey was breaking down his walls one by one.]