Enough-- [He is alone. There is no one else nearby to torment him, no purpose to raising his voice-- but he does regardless. Lashes out with the Force to overturn shelving and what few sparse belongings he keeps nearby, sending them crashing unceremoniously to the floor. If he cannot assert his own control with words, then force-- fueled by hatred-- is always the immediate, thoughtless response.
It's not until glass has shattered and thick metal has twisted that Ren inhales once, sharply, finishing the echo of his lesser half's remark.] --is enough.
The Supreme Leader would destroy us both.
[Let it be, Ben Solo; mutual oblivion cannot be your aim - your only legacy.]
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It's not until glass has shattered and thick metal has twisted that Ren inhales once, sharply, finishing the echo of his lesser half's remark.] --is enough.
The Supreme Leader would destroy us both.
[Let it be, Ben Solo; mutual oblivion cannot be your aim - your only legacy.]