Foolish girl, he thought. But the thought was almost fond, recognizing the will of one who waded in to a situation without knowing what she was getting into, knowing only that she was part of it. How could he, of all people, deny that? Had he listened when his betters had feared he was moving too quickly?
Had he, after all, failed because he had tried not to be all the things Ben Kenobi and Yoda had warned him he was, and not because he was those things? The idea was a potentially life-changing one, and he backed away from it, for now. Instead, he found himself, smiling down (not too far down, really) and Rey and briefly touching his fingers to her chin as she looked up at him.
The skin contact was unexpected, even to him, because he had not consciously sought it. But he lingered on it only a moment, before his hand dropped, apparently having seen what he needed. She was determined, and she was honest. She had made a decision about him and he could not dislodge it.
"I don't need a mother," he said dryly. "But I will promise... to try."
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Had he, after all, failed because he had tried not to be all the things Ben Kenobi and Yoda had warned him he was, and not because he was those things? The idea was a potentially life-changing one, and he backed away from it, for now. Instead, he found himself, smiling down (not too far down, really) and Rey and briefly touching his fingers to her chin as she looked up at him.
The skin contact was unexpected, even to him, because he had not consciously sought it. But he lingered on it only a moment, before his hand dropped, apparently having seen what he needed. She was determined, and she was honest. She had made a decision about him and he could not dislodge it.
"I don't need a mother," he said dryly. "But I will promise... to try."