"My hair." That, he found impossible to believe. All those disapproving stares were about his hair? Were they even there at all, or had Snoke added them in? The fights, though, he knew he didn't imagine. Those were real.
From what he could sense, however, they troubled Han just as deeply. He wasn't torn between two sides of the Force, but he was still torn. Ben latched onto that feeling, as it was something he could identify with.
He was quiet for a long time before he whispered, "I'll try to make you proud of me, then... At least once."
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Date: 2016-07-11 02:15 am (UTC)From what he could sense, however, they troubled Han just as deeply. He wasn't torn between two sides of the Force, but he was still torn. Ben latched onto that feeling, as it was something he could identify with.
He was quiet for a long time before he whispered, "I'll try to make you proud of me, then... At least once."