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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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.