[The smile on his lips dials back before disappearing completely, his expression shifting to the weary. He did falter. He did slip, fall, and let this shadow get back up again in his stead. The thought hurts, but it's not a new one. It haunts him every moment, every day.
It's part of why he's still here, bound by regret and the blood on his hands.
Drawing himself back up, he looks straight into the lenses of the mask, squaring his shoulders. He won't fold so easily this time. The seeds of doubt have been growing in Ren, and that only gives Ben deeper roots.]
What I remember is what I've done - what you've done because I couldn't bear it any longer. Your purpose, Ren, was not given to you by Snoke.
It was given to you by me.
[There is a stillness in his soul that his other lacks - palpable in his carriage, for all the regret.]
ACCOUNT CHANGE you did this to me
It's part of why he's still here, bound by regret and the blood on his hands.
Drawing himself back up, he looks straight into the lenses of the mask, squaring his shoulders. He won't fold so easily this time. The seeds of doubt have been growing in Ren, and that only gives Ben deeper roots.]
What I remember is what I've done - what you've done because I couldn't bear it any longer. Your purpose, Ren, was not given to you by Snoke.
It was given to you by me.
[There is a stillness in his soul that his other lacks - palpable in his carriage, for all the regret.]
You were a mistake.