[Skin scraped raw by the words 'your uncle', Ren's features pinch imperceptibly from where he stands.
One hand drops to his side, gripping the saber like a lifeline.]
So much has changed. [Too much to dig through in the moment— or perhaps ever— if Ren's preferences are to be taken into account alongside her own. So for a beat he lingers in careful consideration, just before turning back towards her with a searching, almost hopeful glance.] How long have you been here?
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One hand drops to his side, gripping the saber like a lifeline.]
So much has changed. [Too much to dig through in the moment— or perhaps ever— if Ren's preferences are to be taken into account alongside her own. So for a beat he lingers in careful consideration, just before turning back towards her with a searching, almost hopeful glance.] How long have you been here?
Have you spoken with anyone?