MENTAL LINK - DAY 166;

[narcissithstic]

[By now, most aboard the station find it easy to recognize the abrasive dig of Kylo Ren's mind, even in its most innocuous state. For those that aren't, however, enjoy your daily dose of discomfort, punctuated by the vastness of the universe itself:]

(I require the assistance of someone capable of mending clothing.)

[...ok, that actually could have been way worse.]

Comments

[narcissithstic]

[To that, he says nothing. Wants to say nothing - if only because the life of Ben Solo is not something he should crave, it was fragile and misshapen, punctuated by deceit and abandonment and torment without end. And there is no separating the idea from emotion: to try and understand what Sam means about craving innocence lost is to look back on his own past and cringe, and he is not so weak as to let it claw its way back into his heart.] I see.

[A hardened edge. A knife pressed to skin.]

I will call on you if no one else is suitable for the task.

[frakkincylons]

[ sam's not too sure if ren got what he was looking for with that answer, but it is what it is. if nothing else, sam's at least honest. ]

( Sure. Good luck with your thing. I'm around if you need the last resort. )

[narcissithstic]

[The thought that follows is so clipped and cut short it might as well be nonexistent, just before Ren severs the line; it's not a sentiment given lightly, to say the least.]

Thank you.