[ She stills. Holding her breath, it seems. She doesn't know how to react to that information. Some part of her wants to turn back to look at him, but she resists because — well, because moodily she thinks she doesn't want to look in his face while he insists that he doesn't want to be shackled to her.
This wedding layers everything between them, changes how it all comes across. She doesn't know if he's saying it because it's something he needs to say, or if she's supposed to find meaning in it.
Rey has never been to Chandrila. She's never seen it, but she knows that it was the home to the New Republic as well as Ben Solo. Maybe there's a symbol, there. ]
I thought it was because of the New Republic.
[ The rest of the galaxy will think so too, she reasons, but this doesn't come as a correction. Some part of her wants to suggest that maybe it could be her home, then, that she could lay roots down there and return to visit her family with the Resistance and—
None of that feels right in the wake of the uncomfortable exchange just now. It feels like trying to take more from him, instead of trying to make it more comfortable for him. ]
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This wedding layers everything between them, changes how it all comes across. She doesn't know if he's saying it because it's something he needs to say, or if she's supposed to find meaning in it.
Rey has never been to Chandrila. She's never seen it, but she knows that it was the home to the New Republic as well as Ben Solo. Maybe there's a symbol, there. ]
I thought it was because of the New Republic.
[ The rest of the galaxy will think so too, she reasons, but this doesn't come as a correction. Some part of her wants to suggest that maybe it could be her home, then, that she could lay roots down there and return to visit her family with the Resistance and—
None of that feels right in the wake of the uncomfortable exchange just now. It feels like trying to take more from him, instead of trying to make it more comfortable for him. ]
Is it nice there?