[ Most people don't pay attention; they see what he presents at the very surface, and that's enough to write him off. Normally, he dwells on that, allows it to fuel his anger and resentment. But in this moment, he wonders how many would see beyond his mask if he'd only given them the opportunity.
No. It's a foolish thought. He knows full-well what happens. They come to realize he is just as he appears. A beast, a monster, a vicious overgrown child. That's why his parents got rid of him, why his uncle wanted to kill him in his sleep, why Rey...
Roy will realize it soon enough. They always do. But perhaps, until then, he can enjoy some camaraderie. That hint of a smile blossoms, briefly, when the other man nudges his shoulder.
Ren makes a thoughtful sound. ] Because of your friend?
[ There's some peace in the silence, and Ren's gaze shifts from studying Roy's features-- his green eyes, the cut of his cheekbone, a jaw dusted with stubble-- to the trees. ]
I lost... [ He doesn't know just how to convey the sheer weight of losing his connection to the Force, not to somebody who's never had it. ] A piece of myself.
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No. It's a foolish thought. He knows full-well what happens. They come to realize he is just as he appears. A beast, a monster, a vicious overgrown child. That's why his parents got rid of him, why his uncle wanted to kill him in his sleep, why Rey...
Roy will realize it soon enough. They always do. But perhaps, until then, he can enjoy some camaraderie. That hint of a smile blossoms, briefly, when the other man nudges his shoulder.
Ren makes a thoughtful sound. ] Because of your friend?
[ There's some peace in the silence, and Ren's gaze shifts from studying Roy's features-- his green eyes, the cut of his cheekbone, a jaw dusted with stubble-- to the trees. ]
I lost... [ He doesn't know just how to convey the sheer weight of losing his connection to the Force, not to somebody who's never had it. ] A piece of myself.