[ So he did do it again. It's easy to let anger rise up to meet that knowledge, the type of anger that burns cold and crystal. Harder to pin down is the sadness that undercuts it. Once he's found that thread and pulled it, the anger gives out beneath it. Spools out for him to regather eventually, because it won't ever disappear.
That's what people do when they have time to do it, right? Mourn their losses. It's not something he can fix, not something he's got a lot of experience with, but-- he can stay here. He can make sure he listens. ]
They're still yours.
[ When is enough enough?
Never, Finn thinks. Kylo Ren is a loose frame around a gaping void that he only ever chooses to tear wider, and maybe there's just nothing left to stop it from growing. It'll never be enough.
Same way that saying I'm sorry to Poe right now could never be enough. ]
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That's what people do when they have time to do it, right? Mourn their losses. It's not something he can fix, not something he's got a lot of experience with, but-- he can stay here. He can make sure he listens. ]
They're still yours.
[ When is enough enough?
Never, Finn thinks. Kylo Ren is a loose frame around a gaping void that he only ever chooses to tear wider, and maybe there's just nothing left to stop it from growing. It'll never be enough.
Same way that saying I'm sorry to Poe right now could never be enough. ]