As much as she sometimes wants to, Rey usually does her best not to reach into Ben’s mind. Right now, however, with the bond open and thrumming, she can feel his reasoning behind his choice, and she understands it. If only one of them could live, of course he would make sure that it was her. Of course he would.
And all she could do was honor it. Back in their world, it was all she could do.
Rey is acutely aware of Ben’s arm stretching out, reaching for her, but it still feels like something of a surprise when he takes her hand. They haven’t touched like this since the night of her arrival, when she gripped his hands so fleetingly in that diner.
It’s such a simple touch, but somehow it makes her blood sing. Her lips part on a soft exhale and she looks at their hands, his hand gripping hers, and she swallows hard as she moves her head to instead let her fingers fall between his, palms touching as their hands interlock.
Finally, she lifts her gaze to look at Ben’s face, meeting his dark eyes and reveling in the intensity of his gaze. She feels pinned by it, held in place, and she swallows hard before breathing out his name.
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And all she could do was honor it. Back in their world, it was all she could do.
Rey is acutely aware of Ben’s arm stretching out, reaching for her, but it still feels like something of a surprise when he takes her hand. They haven’t touched like this since the night of her arrival, when she gripped his hands so fleetingly in that diner.
It’s such a simple touch, but somehow it makes her blood sing. Her lips part on a soft exhale and she looks at their hands, his hand gripping hers, and she swallows hard as she moves her head to instead let her fingers fall between his, palms touching as their hands interlock.
Finally, she lifts her gaze to look at Ben’s face, meeting his dark eyes and reveling in the intensity of his gaze. She feels pinned by it, held in place, and she swallows hard before breathing out his name.