[ Please, Rey, cracking jokes is his defense mechanism. What is he without them?
But he can see that she's serious, and so he sobers quickly, his gaze sharpening. There's no way she's thinking what he's thinking, right? About lightsabers... right? ]
Look, you don't have to convince me.
[ There's a weight to the words—he knows exactly how dangerous a "tool" like this is, especially in the wrong hands. He's taken hits from more than a few of these "tools," and he doesn't look back on any of them with fondness. ]
It sounds like you have something like this where you're from.
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But he can see that she's serious, and so he sobers quickly, his gaze sharpening. There's no way she's thinking what he's thinking, right? About lightsabers... right? ]
Look, you don't have to convince me.
[ There's a weight to the words—he knows exactly how dangerous a "tool" like this is, especially in the wrong hands. He's taken hits from more than a few of these "tools," and he doesn't look back on any of them with fondness. ]
It sounds like you have something like this where you're from.