Sleep would be wonderful, but if he was honest, even consciously he was afraid that that... thing might come and take him while he was unconscious. It was still too real a fear for him to be able to actively try to sleep, even if he could close his eyes for any length of time without a more subconscious terror taking hold of him and forcing them open.
The brightness of the sunlight outside hurts his eyes a bit, but it's a reassuring sight nonetheless, so he likes to focus on it.
"If you could make me forget that creature, that would probably help."
It's clear he doesn't actually expect Obi-Wan to be able to do something like that.
He raises his brows slightly at that. Yes, he had felt Ren's fear, and it was understandable. Though making his forget about it? Well, he's good but he might not be that good.
"With a mind trick there's a chance I could temporarily, but I can't guarantee it would work."
After all, Ren is a force user and thus not weak minded. He would have to be very open to the suggestion. And even then, it's still complicated and not to mention a strong emotion.
"Though I can stay here with you if that would help."
Ren lets out a weak chuckle, not having expected Obi-Wan to respond to the suggestion seriously. He simply shakes his head, closing his eyes for just a few short seconds before opening them again.
If there's one thing he's certain of, it's that he has no desire to be left alone for a while. Even if the Enforcers hadn't decided to guard him, that would still be the case.
"I appreciate your presence."
Obi-Wan is the only Force user here whom he's not fought, and one of two who have not harmed him. Unfortunately, the other who hasn't harmed him was also the one who was with him when the monster came... and was unable to do anything about it.
He knows that there's likely nothing that could stop that thing if it really wanted him, but it's easier to pretend around Obi-Wan that he's safe. Ren slowly lifts his head from his hand, turning slightly towards the Jedi.
Well... he did want to help. In any way that he could. Ren's suffering has been long, drawn out, and unnecessary in his opinion. Obi-Wan wasn't really confident he could take anyone's memories away, but... this hardly seemed the time for jokes. The chuckle from Ren though was a bit encouraging.
"Then I will stay," he says. Not that he's going to be going much of anywhere anyway, but if the man wants company, far be it from Obi-Wan to deny it.
"Now tea, is something I can certainly do. Is there any particular kind you prefer?"
Ren honestly wouldn't have been quite as affected by the whole ordeal if not for that spirit—he would have been able to move past the slow drain and the death, since they were over now. But the creature that took him left its mark in more than one way, and by this point it's probably obvious to Obi-Wan that his right arm is practically unusable.
He's determined to move past all of it, of course, but for now... he was having trouble. The most he could manage was an occasional numbness about it all.
"Whatever is in the pantry will do."
Ren could only afford to be so picky right now, and honestly, after a month of prison food, practically anything else was worth having.
He's an obsevant man and has indeed taken mental note of what was bothering Ren. From the internal conflict and the reduced use of that one arm. But he said nothing of it for now. Instead, the Jedi simply nodded and went to go make that tea.
It would take a few minutes, but he would soon return with a pair of steaming cups. Offering one to Ren on the side where his good arm could better reach it. Once he took it, Obi-Wan would settle himself down into the chair again.
"Chamomile. I've heard this herb is good for relaxation."
"That's what they've said," Ren replied after taking the mug in hand. He stared at his hand a moment, then the drink itself, and let out a silent sigh.
He missed his gloves. He should have been properly dressed instead of sitting around in his night clothes. He needed to wash himself, make a good meal, clean his house after such a long absence, do his usual training... but all of that sounded like so much effort. If he could just sleep properly for one night, that might be enough to get him out of this awful rut.
He didn't know how long that would take, but the tea certainly couldn't hurt.
"It's strange," he said after a sip and a few seconds of silence. "That people from so many different worlds would be familiar with the sorts of plants and creatures found here, when we're not."
He couldn't help but think of his father's stupid message about horses, months ago.
"That is rather curious. I can only gather that many people here come from a similar world to this one. We do seem to be among the oddities here."
The Jedi sipped at his tea, not finding it disagreeable. In fact it was a rather pleasant taste. He had even put a but of honey in then also. Sugar and saliva from some sort of stinging insect from what he understands. He can only assume it's a delicacy. At least it tastes good.
"I've taken in one of the local creatures myself. A cat, they call it. Perhaps a pet would be good for you as well."
The tea was a bit too sweet for Ren's tastes, but he at least had the decency to drink it without complaint. If it could help him rest, he would take it, and it was a great deal better than the drinks he was served in prison. And after all Obi-Wan had done for him without question, Ren couldn't find it in himself to be snippy about the specifics.
Ren let out a noise somewhere between a huff and a snort at the suggestion. Kylo Ren, having a pet. He's certain that everyone who knew him would find it absurd—even if it was a creature trained for battle. As for his personal opinion?
"I don't like animals."
Having a pet wandering around his house as it pleased? He would hate it. Even if he were to admit to needing more patience, subjecting another living creature to his temper probably wouldn't be the best way to remedy it.
"Ah, well that's a pity. Anakin was never very good with animals either. I suppose you get that from him."
And the Jedi takes another sip of his tea. Kylo would just have to do with human company then. Obi-Wan certainly wouldn't want to further insist on a pet and subject some poor creature to someone who likely wouldn't appreciate it.
Ren hummed his acknowledgement at first in lieu of a response as he took a drink. It made sense—his grandfather was certainly a volatile man, even as he was currently. Even though Ren had taken on a more negative view of the man, he could still see certain similarities between them. It was something he'd had to accept after the entire galaxy learned of his lineage.
"That's not surprising."
Though the idea of a pet did bring forward thoughts of what to do now that he was going to be confined within his home for however long. He had a little more freedom, at least, but it wasn't as if he had many hobbies...
"Do you think your employers would be opposed to letting me train?"
With his right arm out of commission, it would be difficult to use a saber the way he did before, and while he still felt what he told Hux was true—that his abilities with the Force could defend him just as well as his saber—it would still be good to get accustomed to favoring his left arm. There wasn't any disadvantage to the idea, as far as Ren was concerned, but he was almost certain those who wanted him confined would rather he not become that much more able to fight.
... It wasn't really something he could do right now, of course, since he had yet to recover his strength, but it was something to work towards in the future, if possible.
Obi-Wan is about to take another sip of tea when Ren's question causes him to pause. He then lowers the cup again with a slight frown, thinking that over.
"I highly doubt they would approve allowing you access to your lightsaber just yet."
Though it wasn't for lack of Obi-Wan's belief that Kylo Ren has learned his lesson, but rather everyone else doesn't trust him.
"But I will see what I can do."
Maybe he can at least get an idea of when they would allow it.
Ren would agree with that—as unstable as he is, and with as recent as his last killing, he would be very surprised if they were amenable to such a suggestion so soon. In the future, however—well, he intends to prove himself as an... acceptable citizen, if not entirely agreeable. He's not about to start agreeing to every little thing, of course. He wouldn't be able to stand it.
They'll give him more freedom eventually. He's sure of it.
"In time, of course. It's not exactly relevant at the moment."
Right now, he'll have to deal with cards and books and board games. Frivolous, certainly, but they pass the time.
"There are other ways to train, of course. Meditation should help calm your mind as well."
And of course other small activities like, yes, board games. But he didn't have to cease doing whatever it was Kylo Ren normally did. Not completely. Baby steps. Obi-Wan was certain that in time, Ren would prove himself to be less of a threat.
That is if he continued to behave himself of course. But after the horrific incident with creature that took him, it had seemed rather effective in setting him somewhat straight again.
That's always been the case for him; but especially now. Even in his weakened state, he's certain he could manage a few saber forms better than he could any meditation. Calm wasn't a state that came to him easily.
It was true, however, that he didn't intend to do anyone any further harm. It would serve no purpose here, and the only ones he'd ever been interested in harming were those that he intended to eliminate entirely. Since they couldn't die... well, no point wasting effort on them.
Even so, he did intend to defend himself if he could, especially after that terrifying experience. He wasn't going to die and face that thing again, he couldn't. ... And he didn't want any of those around him being forced to meet it, either. At this point, he wasn't even sure if he'd allow his enemies to die on this planet if he was capable of preventing it.
"Easier they may be, but that doesn't mean you should neglect your mind. Without it, your body is nothing."
Really Ren, it's no wonder you're so conflicted and emotionally unstable. You need to meditate to calm those emotions. But then, he likely already knows that, having been taught as a Jedi and rejected it.
Ren let out a huff; it was clear he knew Obi-Wan was right, but didn't particularly like it. Hunching his shoulders, he turned his head away with a sour look on his face. It gave off the effect of a child being grumpy about being scolded.
"I know."
He did intend to work on the mental things eventually, but he was very much a physical person. He found his calm through acting, not sitting and doing nothing, which is what he was being forced to do right now just because of his poor health. When he regained his strength, his mind would return to something more steady.
"I'm not... capable of doing much with it at the moment."
It was easier to admit it to Obi-Wan than to Hux, and he'd already done the latter. Every time his thoughts wandered, it just came back to that... thing.
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At least you have someone who cares enough to scold you Ren. Is that really such a bad thing? Though you're reminding him of your grandfather with that huffiness. It amuses the Jedi a little.
"I understand," Obi-Wan said as he finished his tea, getting up from his seat to take Ren's cup if he's done with it.
"The memories will fade in time, but you should still try to rest until then. Your body and mind can't heal without it."
Ren took a few final sips from his own cup before handing it to the other man—he wasn't finished, exactly, but he only had so much desire to drink it. At least he had some of it.
With his working hand free, he moved to rub his face.
"That would be much easier if I could stand to keep my eyes closed."
He didn't feel the need to explain like he had with Hux; Obi-Wan could simply sense what he meant. As if to bring attention to it, he attempted to close them again, and after two or three seconds, the buzzing sensation of an instinctive fear took control, making his heart jump and forcing his eyes open again.
It had been the same every time he'd tried to sleep since he came back three days prior. The only moments of rest he'd gotten were short moments where he simply fainted from exhaustion, and they'd ended within minutes.
At least he did, and Obi-Wan wasn't going to push him to drink it all. If he didn't like it that was up to him. Can't win them all. Taking the cups, he watched silently as Ren tried closing his eyes in an effort to sleep... only to jerk them open again.
Well... looks like he needed more than just a bit of tea.
Setting the cups aside, the Jedi bent down and placed his hand on Ren's shoulder.
"Just relax, Ben. Let me help you."
Kylo would probably recognize that Obi-Wan was using the Force to try and calm him. He could resist if he really wanted to, but if he didn't... he would find himself being lulled into a deep dreamless sleep.
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.
Fighting it hadn't been completely unexpected, but thankfully Ren seems to succumb to it and unceremoniously falls asleep. And well... he can't really leave him that way, all slumped over like that.
So Obi-Wan scoops up Kylo Ren... all... 6'2'' of him. Which looks rather ridiculous considering how much shorter he is. But it's almost alarming how light the other man is. He should be... heavier. But well, that's from the past month taking a toll on him he's pretty sure.
The Jedi carries Kylo Ren to his bed and lays him down so he can sleep properly. Even so much as pulling the covers over him. Finding a place to sit, Obi-Wan will watch over Ben for however long he remains asleep.
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The brightness of the sunlight outside hurts his eyes a bit, but it's a reassuring sight nonetheless, so he likes to focus on it.
"If you could make me forget that creature, that would probably help."
It's clear he doesn't actually expect Obi-Wan to be able to do something like that.
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"With a mind trick there's a chance I could temporarily, but I can't guarantee it would work."
After all, Ren is a force user and thus not weak minded. He would have to be very open to the suggestion. And even then, it's still complicated and not to mention a strong emotion.
"Though I can stay here with you if that would help."
He will protect you from the monsters, Ben.
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If there's one thing he's certain of, it's that he has no desire to be left alone for a while. Even if the Enforcers hadn't decided to guard him, that would still be the case.
"I appreciate your presence."
Obi-Wan is the only Force user here whom he's not fought, and one of two who have not harmed him. Unfortunately, the other who hasn't harmed him was also the one who was with him when the monster came... and was unable to do anything about it.
He knows that there's likely nothing that could stop that thing if it really wanted him, but it's easier to pretend around Obi-Wan that he's safe. Ren slowly lifts his head from his hand, turning slightly towards the Jedi.
"Perhaps some tea."
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"Then I will stay," he says. Not that he's going to be going much of anywhere anyway, but if the man wants company, far be it from Obi-Wan to deny it.
"Now tea, is something I can certainly do. Is there any particular kind you prefer?"
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He's determined to move past all of it, of course, but for now... he was having trouble. The most he could manage was an occasional numbness about it all.
"Whatever is in the pantry will do."
Ren could only afford to be so picky right now, and honestly, after a month of prison food, practically anything else was worth having.
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It would take a few minutes, but he would soon return with a pair of steaming cups. Offering one to Ren on the side where his good arm could better reach it. Once he took it, Obi-Wan would settle himself down into the chair again.
"Chamomile. I've heard this herb is good for relaxation."
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He missed his gloves. He should have been properly dressed instead of sitting around in his night clothes. He needed to wash himself, make a good meal, clean his house after such a long absence, do his usual training... but all of that sounded like so much effort. If he could just sleep properly for one night, that might be enough to get him out of this awful rut.
He didn't know how long that would take, but the tea certainly couldn't hurt.
"It's strange," he said after a sip and a few seconds of silence. "That people from so many different worlds would be familiar with the sorts of plants and creatures found here, when we're not."
He couldn't help but think of his father's stupid message about horses, months ago.
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The Jedi sipped at his tea, not finding it disagreeable. In fact it was a rather pleasant taste. He had even put a but of honey in then also. Sugar and saliva from some sort of stinging insect from what he understands. He can only assume it's a delicacy. At least it tastes good.
"I've taken in one of the local creatures myself. A cat, they call it. Perhaps a pet would be good for you as well."
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Ren let out a noise somewhere between a huff and a snort at the suggestion. Kylo Ren, having a pet. He's certain that everyone who knew him would find it absurd—even if it was a creature trained for battle. As for his personal opinion?
"I don't like animals."
Having a pet wandering around his house as it pleased? He would hate it. Even if he were to admit to needing more patience, subjecting another living creature to his temper probably wouldn't be the best way to remedy it.
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And the Jedi takes another sip of his tea. Kylo would just have to do with human company then. Obi-Wan certainly wouldn't want to further insist on a pet and subject some poor creature to someone who likely wouldn't appreciate it.
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"That's not surprising."
Though the idea of a pet did bring forward thoughts of what to do now that he was going to be confined within his home for however long. He had a little more freedom, at least, but it wasn't as if he had many hobbies...
"Do you think your employers would be opposed to letting me train?"
With his right arm out of commission, it would be difficult to use a saber the way he did before, and while he still felt what he told Hux was true—that his abilities with the Force could defend him just as well as his saber—it would still be good to get accustomed to favoring his left arm. There wasn't any disadvantage to the idea, as far as Ren was concerned, but he was almost certain those who wanted him confined would rather he not become that much more able to fight.
... It wasn't really something he could do right now, of course, since he had yet to recover his strength, but it was something to work towards in the future, if possible.
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"I highly doubt they would approve allowing you access to your lightsaber just yet."
Though it wasn't for lack of Obi-Wan's belief that Kylo Ren has learned his lesson, but rather everyone else doesn't trust him.
"But I will see what I can do."
Maybe he can at least get an idea of when they would allow it.
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They'll give him more freedom eventually. He's sure of it.
"In time, of course. It's not exactly relevant at the moment."
Right now, he'll have to deal with cards and books and board games. Frivolous, certainly, but they pass the time.
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And of course other small activities like, yes, board games. But he didn't have to cease doing whatever it was Kylo Ren normally did. Not completely. Baby steps. Obi-Wan was certain that in time, Ren would prove himself to be less of a threat.
That is if he continued to behave himself of course. But after the horrific incident with creature that took him, it had seemed rather effective in setting him somewhat straight again.
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That's always been the case for him; but especially now. Even in his weakened state, he's certain he could manage a few saber forms better than he could any meditation. Calm wasn't a state that came to him easily.
It was true, however, that he didn't intend to do anyone any further harm. It would serve no purpose here, and the only ones he'd ever been interested in harming were those that he intended to eliminate entirely. Since they couldn't die... well, no point wasting effort on them.
Even so, he did intend to defend himself if he could, especially after that terrifying experience. He wasn't going to die and face that thing again, he couldn't. ... And he didn't want any of those around him being forced to meet it, either. At this point, he wasn't even sure if he'd allow his enemies to die on this planet if he was capable of preventing it.
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Really Ren, it's no wonder you're so conflicted and emotionally unstable. You need to meditate to calm those emotions. But then, he likely already knows that, having been taught as a Jedi and rejected it.
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"I know."
He did intend to work on the mental things eventually, but he was very much a physical person. He found his calm through acting, not sitting and doing nothing, which is what he was being forced to do right now just because of his poor health. When he regained his strength, his mind would return to something more steady.
"I'm not... capable of doing much with it at the moment."
It was easier to admit it to Obi-Wan than to Hux, and he'd already done the latter. Every time his thoughts wandered, it just came back to that... thing.
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"I understand," Obi-Wan said as he finished his tea, getting up from his seat to take Ren's cup if he's done with it.
"The memories will fade in time, but you should still try to rest until then. Your body and mind can't heal without it."
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With his working hand free, he moved to rub his face.
"That would be much easier if I could stand to keep my eyes closed."
He didn't feel the need to explain like he had with Hux; Obi-Wan could simply sense what he meant. As if to bring attention to it, he attempted to close them again, and after two or three seconds, the buzzing sensation of an instinctive fear took control, making his heart jump and forcing his eyes open again.
It had been the same every time he'd tried to sleep since he came back three days prior. The only moments of rest he'd gotten were short moments where he simply fainted from exhaustion, and they'd ended within minutes.
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Well... looks like he needed more than just a bit of tea.
Setting the cups aside, the Jedi bent down and placed his hand on Ren's shoulder.
"Just relax, Ben. Let me help you."
Kylo would probably recognize that Obi-Wan was using the Force to try and calm him. He could resist if he really wanted to, but if he didn't... he would find himself being lulled into a deep dreamless sleep.
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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.
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So Obi-Wan scoops up Kylo Ren... all... 6'2'' of him. Which looks rather ridiculous considering how much shorter he is. But it's almost alarming how light the other man is. He should be... heavier. But well, that's from the past month taking a toll on him he's pretty sure.
The Jedi carries Kylo Ren to his bed and lays him down so he can sleep properly. Even so much as pulling the covers over him. Finding a place to sit, Obi-Wan will watch over Ben for however long he remains asleep.