[ Trying to make himself look better in contrast, then. Rey only offers him a piteous shake of her head for that. All of this about what he wants, as if she has any interest in aspiring to be something he wants. Yes, thing. He came in here treating her like a thing to be traded and given away. ]
I'm sure he will. But if you can't learn when to shut your mouth, you're going to push him to doing it sooner. [ She turns to look at him more fully, stepping down off the dressing platform and pulling her skirts up so she can actually walk towards him. She still has her boots on. It's actually a little comical, all things considered. ]
This was a ploy to change my mind about the ceremony so he could move the wedding up, convince the two of us to sign papers and be done with it. Probably so he could blame your death on me and have me executed.
[ This math she just finally completes now, that Kylo has made it clear that Hux's intent is on their lives. Probably he believes the First Order will survive another coup and it could put him in charge. ]
Wearing a dress doesn't make me a slave. It makes me smart, laserbrain. If he wants me to get angry and call off the ceremony because of this, that's exactly what I'm not going to do. [ This logic, apparently, hasn't extended yet to 'he intends to frame me for killing my husband, so I better make it look like I actually do love him even when we're in the First Order.' Or maybe it's willful self-delusion again, on that note. ]
And trying to worm out of this just gives him room for more negotiations. If there's no need for a dress, there's no need for — [ She waves her hand as if to indicate a long list of items. ] And then suddenly we're married tomorrow, and both our necks are on the chopping block before we've found a way to subvert him.
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I'm sure he will. But if you can't learn when to shut your mouth, you're going to push him to doing it sooner. [ She turns to look at him more fully, stepping down off the dressing platform and pulling her skirts up so she can actually walk towards him. She still has her boots on. It's actually a little comical, all things considered. ]
This was a ploy to change my mind about the ceremony so he could move the wedding up, convince the two of us to sign papers and be done with it. Probably so he could blame your death on me and have me executed.
[ This math she just finally completes now, that Kylo has made it clear that Hux's intent is on their lives. Probably he believes the First Order will survive another coup and it could put him in charge. ]
Wearing a dress doesn't make me a slave. It makes me smart, laserbrain. If he wants me to get angry and call off the ceremony because of this, that's exactly what I'm not going to do. [ This logic, apparently, hasn't extended yet to 'he intends to frame me for killing my husband, so I better make it look like I actually do love him even when we're in the First Order.' Or maybe it's willful self-delusion again, on that note. ]
And trying to worm out of this just gives him room for more negotiations. If there's no need for a dress, there's no need for — [ She waves her hand as if to indicate a long list of items. ] And then suddenly we're married tomorrow, and both our necks are on the chopping block before we've found a way to subvert him.