[ He says he's looking for confirmation and her gaze drifts to the side, not so much thinking as feeling. Reaching out towards him through the Force Rey focused on the constant pull of that very specific gravity that is unique to Kylo Ren. It was always there in the back of her mind, and, as she turned her eyes back to face the image of him on the screen of her communicator, she let her awareness get close enough to pull back. ]
Nowhere else. [ Rey's voice was quiet, focusing on the dark of his eyes and the slope of his nose, trying to bring him closer to her, like she wanted to silently will him through the screen. He had been nice to hold. It had been nice to forget, to be breathless for a reason that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with its opposite. Maybe if he pushed, she could pull. ]
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Nowhere else. [ Rey's voice was quiet, focusing on the dark of his eyes and the slope of his nose, trying to bring him closer to her, like she wanted to silently will him through the screen. He had been nice to hold. It had been nice to forget, to be breathless for a reason that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with its opposite. Maybe if he pushed, she could pull. ]