[ He almost snaps it, crushing the shape of his words into something less overtly aggressive at the last moment.
He's not even certain he can do what she wants. His power has always been one that takes, rather than gives. But it isn't like he needs to show her an argument, or a long, drawn out fight. Ben Solo's execution was the matter of a moment. It had been over in an instant.
He'll dredge it up for her, the memory. Let her see it, if she can, if only in outline: the sudden, screaming lurch of awareness as the knowledge that his life was in danger pierced through his unconscious mind. The fear, the wild terror of scrambling awake, the brilliant green light and the hum of a lightsaber. Let her see through his eyes, that moment, twisting his head to see Luke's face, the blade raised to strike. Let her feel the searing agony of betrayal sink into his heart.
His own eyes blaze with fury, impossibly dark, sharp. There's a tremble under his skin, now. ]
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[ He almost snaps it, crushing the shape of his words into something less overtly aggressive at the last moment.
He's not even certain he can do what she wants. His power has always been one that takes, rather than gives. But it isn't like he needs to show her an argument, or a long, drawn out fight. Ben Solo's execution was the matter of a moment. It had been over in an instant.
He'll dredge it up for her, the memory. Let her see it, if she can, if only in outline: the sudden, screaming lurch of awareness as the knowledge that his life was in danger pierced through his unconscious mind. The fear, the wild terror of scrambling awake, the brilliant green light and the hum of a lightsaber. Let her see through his eyes, that moment, twisting his head to see Luke's face, the blade raised to strike. Let her feel the searing agony of betrayal sink into his heart.
His own eyes blaze with fury, impossibly dark, sharp. There's a tremble under his skin, now. ]
Do you see it, now?