Ronan's confusion is hardly surprising— Kylo doesn't know where he's going or what he's doing, only that he wants to change direction.
Admittedly, he might have found even that realisation impossible not that long ago. So many of Kylo's mistakes have been an unwillingness to let go, an inability to see alternatives, a commitment to the chosen path no matter how far from his original goal it begins to twist. But here, slowly, in increments of barely perceptible progress, he's been trying something new.
And sometimes, usually after a painfully confusing struggle, he tumbles forwards several paces at a time.
"You don't," he says. It's a simple thing, at first. But it isn't enough. His gaze drops away, then draws up again as deliberate focus despite the heat of shame. "You don't deserve to be hurt, Ronan. You never did."
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Admittedly, he might have found even that realisation impossible not that long ago. So many of Kylo's mistakes have been an unwillingness to let go, an inability to see alternatives, a commitment to the chosen path no matter how far from his original goal it begins to twist. But here, slowly, in increments of barely perceptible progress, he's been trying something new.
And sometimes, usually after a painfully confusing struggle, he tumbles forwards several paces at a time.
"You don't," he says. It's a simple thing, at first. But it isn't enough. His gaze drops away, then draws up again as deliberate focus despite the heat of shame. "You don't deserve to be hurt, Ronan. You never did."