coolhandluke: (pensive)
Lonely Luke Skywalker ([personal profile] coolhandluke) wrote 2018-02-28 08:46 pm (UTC)

He stared at her hand on his, like it was an unfamiliar limb. He wasn't used to being this off-kilter, but he was vaguely aware that he was losing his hold on the situation. He'd been doing fine--not living, exactly, but existing until he finally didn't. There was no loneliness, no need, because there was nothing.

Now, with this disruption, he was equally unable to process the feelings or to push her away. And it was getting harder, the worse his unbalance got. He needed to meditate on this. Find a way to, if not close the door, deal with what was coming through.

He didn't want to feel safe. He didn't deserve it.

"Rey, no," he said quietly. "You can't... you shouldn't put your faith in me. Whatever you think I can give you..." He shook his head. "I can't."

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