[He knows it a split second before it happens, the shift in demeanor that precedes violence. It has little to do with the Force— his young life was lived at the side of his father, after all, and anyone that knows Han Solo knows exactly how sour a deal in progress can go. Habitually, in fact - particularly when the bottom line is an unflinching, entirely-steeled 'no'.
But it's the lunge for Steve (a man so slight in stature he makes Hux look resilient in comparison) that sets off Ren's temper like nothing else, beyond the instant, hateful sensation of shared pain that bores down into his nerves. Within seconds he's drawn his saber, and within seconds blood is shed. One dead, two wounded, and the reinforcements close in just as Karlon ducks away for a hasty retreat.
Ren wastes no time: unburdened by the armored robes he'd been forced to leave behind in the Nest, he's quick on his feet. Long legs, longer strides, lip curled in contempt over bared teeth, leaving behind the pair he'd been swift to defend in the first place.]
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But it's the lunge for Steve (a man so slight in stature he makes Hux look resilient in comparison) that sets off Ren's temper like nothing else, beyond the instant, hateful sensation of shared pain that bores down into his nerves. Within seconds he's drawn his saber, and within seconds blood is shed. One dead, two wounded, and the reinforcements close in just as Karlon ducks away for a hasty retreat.
Ren wastes no time: unburdened by the armored robes he'd been forced to leave behind in the Nest, he's quick on his feet. Long legs, longer strides, lip curled in contempt over bared teeth, leaving behind the pair he'd been swift to defend in the first place.]
You can't run forever, coward!