[Kinetic force. A weight pressing back against a world that cared nothing for them. That was his claim, his relevance. In part, Ben Solo is wrong: Snoke had wanted him to be nothing less, but their goals had always run parallel - potentially why the Supreme Leader's influence had inevitably come to fruition, necessity crossing wires with wants and whispers, spiraling out of control without remorse.
He cannot manage sympathy or sorrow, unwilling still to bow silently at the whim of his own cast-off shell, but redirection...of his hatred, his enmity and whatever impact it caries, that Kylo Ren can do.
His eyeline lifts, gloved fingers tiredly reaching up to grab blindy where he'd set his mask. A gesture punctuated by cold determination.]
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He cannot manage sympathy or sorrow, unwilling still to bow silently at the whim of his own cast-off shell, but redirection...of his hatred, his enmity and whatever impact it caries, that Kylo Ren can do.
His eyeline lifts, gloved fingers tiredly reaching up to grab blindy where he'd set his mask. A gesture punctuated by cold determination.]
To the end, then.