He felt cold. Dangling over the vent in Cloud City. Sitting in the smoldering remains of his school. Watching this girl with too much power casually discuss her link to the most powerful Force user Luke had ever known.
Empty.
But it was a different sort of empty from that which had drained him these past years. It was a void, yes, but a vacuum waiting to be filled. It was only left to decide with what. Anger? Fear? Betrayal? He sorted through them. Yes, he could feel all those things.
But that wasn't what the girl needed, and it wasn't what he'd sensed in her the night before, and it wasn't what rose to the surface when he looked at her. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was complicated. And he couldn't walk away from it anymore.
"How could I not?" he said dully. "The power. The arrogance. The belief you know better than I do about what I'll think, or feel. How can I help but see him, when you tell me you've been keeping this from me?"
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Empty.
But it was a different sort of empty from that which had drained him these past years. It was a void, yes, but a vacuum waiting to be filled. It was only left to decide with what. Anger? Fear? Betrayal? He sorted through them. Yes, he could feel all those things.
But that wasn't what the girl needed, and it wasn't what he'd sensed in her the night before, and it wasn't what rose to the surface when he looked at her. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was complicated. And he couldn't walk away from it anymore.
"How could I not?" he said dully. "The power. The arrogance. The belief you know better than I do about what I'll think, or feel. How can I help but see him, when you tell me you've been keeping this from me?"