For several moments, it seemed as if Ren were going to doze off, his eyes slowly drifting shut. But when his mind caught up with what was happening, with the fact that the Force was being used on him, a weak shield snapped into place to try and block it, and the man let out a quiet noise of surprise as he tensed physically.
It was an automatic reaction. Ren himself wanted to accept Obi-Wan's help, but he'd been so focused on fighting for the past several years, physically and mentally, it was hard to let anyone in without it. He didn't move from where he sat or try to shake off the Jedi's hand. He knew he needed this.
It was difficult for him to stop resisting—he hardly knew how to be calm at all—but after a few more seconds, he did eventually relax enough for Obi-Wan's influence to win out. Finally, sleep took hold of him, and he slumped forward in his chair.
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It was an automatic reaction. Ren himself wanted to accept Obi-Wan's help, but he'd been so focused on fighting for the past several years, physically and mentally, it was hard to let anyone in without it. He didn't move from where he sat or try to shake off the Jedi's hand. He knew he needed this.
It was difficult for him to stop resisting—he hardly knew how to be calm at all—but after a few more seconds, he did eventually relax enough for Obi-Wan's influence to win out. Finally, sleep took hold of him, and he slumped forward in his chair.