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.
Edited (i forgot he was holding something.) 2016-06-28 05:57 (UTC)
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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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.