[ All she had wanted was this - a conversation - to be able to exchange ideas without the weighty pantomime their shared aggression brought with it. There was no call to be disparaging, or to rebuff him and hastily regain any distance between them she might have lost, there were just two people, speaking in close quarters in civil tones, using their words to map out a terrain that had been rough on them both. ] Have you been to Tython? If there's something there to see and to know, I want to do that. I don't think I'll find all the answers just–
[ Rey trailed off, her head ducking down so that her cheek rest against his back and she could hide her face, frowning as she turned her thoughts over inside her head. ] If there are useful things, I want to know. [ What scavenger could rebuff the lure of something useful? Another tool to use, another method to elevate their survival, another piece of the puzzle that had landed in her lap the moment she had laid a hand on the lightsaber - everything could come in handy. She wasn't expecting to find the way, but she hoped she would find evidence that someone, somewhere had gotten close to whatever 'the way' might have resembled.
The conversation drifting in the direction of attachments pulled her from her thoughts and Rey lifted her head, her chin reassuming its previous perch ] You speak as though anyone knows what to make of this now. [ Rey had not needed to live her life surrounded by other people to know that this wasn't the sort of attachment people found themselves entrenched in every day. Something deep ran between them, something she couldn't quite put down and step away from, even when every sign indicated that she was better off doing exactly that. /small> ]
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they should go to a life day tree farm.
Date: 2020-12-26 02:13 am (UTC)[ Rey trailed off, her head ducking down so that her cheek rest against his back and she could hide her face, frowning as she turned her thoughts over inside her head. ] If there are useful things, I want to know. [ What scavenger could rebuff the lure of something useful? Another tool to use, another method to elevate their survival, another piece of the puzzle that had landed in her lap the moment she had laid a hand on the lightsaber - everything could come in handy. She wasn't expecting to find the way, but she hoped she would find evidence that someone, somewhere had gotten close to whatever 'the way' might have resembled.
The conversation drifting in the direction of attachments pulled her from her thoughts and Rey lifted her head, her chin reassuming its previous perch ] You speak as though anyone knows what to make of this now. [ Rey had not needed to live her life surrounded by other people to know that this wasn't the sort of attachment people found themselves entrenched in every day. Something deep ran between them, something she couldn't quite put down and step away from, even when every sign indicated that she was better off doing exactly that. /small> ]
Come to Tython with me.