[He dismisses her thanks with a huff, turning his eyes away again. Whatever makes her feel better, he guesses.]
It doesn't matter.
[Kylo gets to his feet, and in his turning towards the kitchen he knocks the side table slightly off kilter, but he hardly pays it any attention. He doesn't give much thought to the fact that his sea-green amulet is resting on top of it, either, or the fact that it's jarred from its original position, where it was largely not visible from Leia's perspective. He especially doesn't think about the fact that it's very recognizably the crest of Alderaan.]
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It doesn't matter.
[Kylo gets to his feet, and in his turning towards the kitchen he knocks the side table slightly off kilter, but he hardly pays it any attention. He doesn't give much thought to the fact that his sea-green amulet is resting on top of it, either, or the fact that it's jarred from its original position, where it was largely not visible from Leia's perspective. He especially doesn't think about the fact that it's very recognizably the crest of Alderaan.]