[ She faces that fury, doesn't balk. Her jaw sets; Leia sees it, that mechanism. Which is why now is a good time to let her hand slip away from his arm back down to her cane. To break that connection for the time being as he uses his words and his tone of voice to lash out. There's no denying what Kylo first states— she had been afraid, in the beginning, of the darkness, of what her son could become.
Mouth opening to cut in and cut him off, her response never gets the chance of escape. Why would...Luke sneak into her son's room at night?
Leia's shoulders straighten then. That...doesn't sound like her brother. What Kylo is saying doesn't sound like what Luke would do...
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Mouth opening to cut in and cut him off, her response never gets the chance of escape. Why would...Luke sneak into her son's room at night?
Leia's shoulders straighten then. That...doesn't sound like her brother. What Kylo is saying doesn't sound like what Luke would do...
She leans against her cane. It isn't a request: ]
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