[The room is backlit in red when Kylo steps closer, a light gust ruffling his cloak as he takes a step closer. He only recognizes the older, portly looking man vaguely, but context makes it clear enough who he is.
Dispassionate but curious, Ren doesn't move into view just yet. This seems to be a moment between Armitage and his father, and he won't interrupt unless he's invited to do so.]
[Perhaps it would be less about sentimentality and more of... something else more selfish. Either way, it doesn't matter much. Armitage admitted he is attached, in his own way, and that's enough.
He barely bats an eye at the murder mention.]
I'd expect more than a few attempts out of you, if our feelings here weren't so different here.
[Ren is of half a mind to stop wearing his amulet until this whole mess is finally fixed. At least this isn't nearly as unfortunate as the stray thoughts that left him the other day, and it's an... interesting enough topic. He guesses.]
I doubt that many seek out their aligned Arehtei, especially among those with no interest in the spiritual.
[ There's shock and surprise on Arden's end. Not only did he not mean to send those thoughts out, but this is someone he hasn't spoken to in awhile. ]
Ah... guess you heard that. ... I think people can change though. At least, I did. I didn't even think of them as spiritual at all, it's just a bond, whether I acknowledged it or not.
[ He'd started to be okay with that among the people from his own world. ]
[Despite the cursing coming from Brendol Hux, Armitage still stares dispassionately at the tank, not moving or reacting to anything his father is saying. Neither officer takes notice of Kylo either, both of them still involved in this impossible moment and only focused on each other.
But it's not long before one last scream tears through the room, as Brendol's body suddenly dissolves in the tank, leaving only a few organs floating in the bacta.]
[Time and resources are on his side here, sorta. Plus, Hux is at least somewhat certain that Kylo wouldn't try to kill him in return, so that's an advantage. Of course, there wouldn't be any point murdering him in the first place, given that no one stays dead here.]
I had no interest in my own until it started to affect me.
[Despite being a spiritual type, his thoughts were purely with the goals he had in his own galaxy. He'd had every intention of ignoring whatever problems this place had until that point.]
This place is more likely to change people the longer they remain here.
[Ren's eyelid twitches barely in something like a flinch before he turns his gaze over to Armitage; he'd rather not leave such an image in his mind longer than necessary. It's not as though he's unused to bloodshed, but that is something else.]
You truly detested him.
[Obvious, yes, but such a cold response to that brutal death draws the words out of him.]
I'm definitely an example of that. I hadn't thought to go visit Aiada myself, but her puffballs tracked me down. Now I can't stop thinking about some of the things she told me.
[Kylo come back!! Hux starts to follow him, looking almost abashed by all this.]
What-- no, this topic just came up on its own! [Even though Hux stands by everything he just said, he doesn't want to let the conversation end like this.]
I wouldn't have gotten you food otherwise! And I assure you that it's not poisoned!
[Hux turns slightly to look at Kylo from the corner of his eye, but he still mostly faces the tank despite the fact there's not much of his father left in it.]
And what of it? I seem to remember that you killed Han Solo not too long ago.
[There's none of the venomous cold that Armitage apparently felt towards his father in Kylo's expression or his answer. He states it plainly, although there's a softness in his eyes that speak to his real feelings.]
I didn't hate Han Solo.
[Another gust of cold wind buffets them, picking up Kylo's cloak and hair as he turns to the side, like he doesn't know if he'd rather confront the remains of the ill-fated Hux or the red-lit scene behind them. Out of his peripheral, he can see the bridge extending out.]
... You're one of the people she thinks of as family.
[ He says it more as a statement than a question because he's trying to process that information. He doesn't know the guy that well, but his conversation has been a good reminder. And he's wondering what that means. ]
I've been here that long but I only just met one of her puffballs the other day.
[The sense of a scoff comes through at that sentiment. Aiada certainly could be naive, but perhaps it had something to do with her relative age. She hadn't personally interacted with anyone until a few short years ago, after all...
A thought comes through that isn't entirely meant to as he reminisces, along with a brief image: one of said puffballs slowly reaching a stick hand towards his lightsaber. It's faint enough not to be disruptive at least.]
Her sprites. I suppose retrieving them was worthwhile if she's still using them.
[It's one of the few ways he feels he's genuinely contributed anything ot this world.]
She sought you out. [According to the boy's earlier statement.] Did she say why?
[Maybe a normal person would be insulted by that comment, but then again, a normal person wouldn't bring up murdering their partner on their anniversary. Hux just draws to his full height, his eyes narrowing at Kylo before looking straight at the food in his hands.
He just wants to prove himself here.]
I can prove it. I'll eat the whole thing if you don't want it anymore.
[It's obvious that Kylo's relationship with his father was far different than his own. But despite all that, they both killed them-- in fact, Kylo was far more direct with it than he was. He's not quite sure what that really means, perhaps nothing, since both Brendol Hux and Han Solo are both dead. Isn't that all that matters?
He looks at the the bridge that's suddenly formed, but Hux doesn't make any movement towards it. He just stays by the bloodied bacta tank as he stares at Kylo with a cold expression.]
Retrieving them? She acted like she always had them.
[ But the impression is a memorable one. Now he knows their proper names, at least. Doesn't mean he won't stop calling them puffballs, but okay, they're Sprites. ]
Yes, she did seek me out... one of those sprite things just hugged me and ran off, so I chased them, not even knowing they were tied to Aiada at all.
[Look he has some Doubts but he's not going to throw away a perfectly good meal. Stepping into the kitchen, he takes out a plate and a few utensils towards that end, but Armitage shouldn't expect a large portion. He can make dinner for the redhead afterwards.]
[His eyes flick away at the question, uncertainty stilling his tongue as he struggles for an answer. Distant footsteps echo on the metal, but Kylo attempts to ignore them.]
I don't—
[The figure on the bridge—the grizzled smuggler and Rebel hero—calls sharply out towards his son, heedless of the conversation between the two younger men.]
BEN!
[Kylo sucks in a sharp breath, lips twitching and a tremor shaking his whole body. He has to steel himself for a moment before turning to the distant man on the bridge, his expression much less impassive than it had been that day on Starkiller, and he gives no reply, no haughty Han Solo to deflect from the name his parents gave him.]
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