Leia snorted at the mention of the skills to take on whatever army she sent after him. If she could have, Leia would have gone after her twin years ago. But there was always another crisis, especially after she learned that Ben had taken on the identity of Kylo Ren. She'd been trying to take care of the universe and protect it from her son even if that venture had inevitably failed because you couldn't save someone who didn't want to be saved. It was the same sort of thing that Leia was struggling with here.
She was struggling with it for more than one reason: people whom she'd thought had unshakable faith in her had been lost if only temporarily. Hopefully, temporarily, because Leia didn't want to imagine a galaxy where she lost Poe Dameron forever. But it had been because she had chosen Ben, even knowing what a monster he could be. Knowing the things he'd done.
And the things that he would go onto do, somehow that was even worse.
But if there was one thing Leia Organa was good at, it was compartmentalizing, and for a moment, she locked her thoughts in those boxes as she fired at the insects, because they weren't going to die just because she lost focus. At the same time, however, Leia went very deadly still, as if she was debating turning the guns on them both, because for a moment she was.
Her voice was that quiet angry that she got when she was completely livid and doing her best not to lose it entirely. It was an old coping skill, back from when she had needed to hide the force from everyone and she didn't even know that she was doing it. "All this time, I have been blaming myself for sending him with you when he didn't want to go. All this time, I had been thinking that it was entirely Snoke, but how would you have responded, Luke if Obi-Wan had been above you with his lightsaber drawn when you had woken up?" She wanted to ask him how. How he could have done that to her son when he was a child, and yet he had forgive Vader when he had killed billions.
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She was struggling with it for more than one reason: people whom she'd thought had unshakable faith in her had been lost if only temporarily. Hopefully, temporarily, because Leia didn't want to imagine a galaxy where she lost Poe Dameron forever. But it had been because she had chosen Ben, even knowing what a monster he could be. Knowing the things he'd done.
And the things that he would go onto do, somehow that was even worse.
But if there was one thing Leia Organa was good at, it was compartmentalizing, and for a moment, she locked her thoughts in those boxes as she fired at the insects, because they weren't going to die just because she lost focus. At the same time, however, Leia went very deadly still, as if she was debating turning the guns on them both, because for a moment she was.
Her voice was that quiet angry that she got when she was completely livid and doing her best not to lose it entirely. It was an old coping skill, back from when she had needed to hide the force from everyone and she didn't even know that she was doing it. "All this time, I have been blaming myself for sending him with you when he didn't want to go. All this time, I had been thinking that it was entirely Snoke, but how would you have responded, Luke if Obi-Wan had been above you with his lightsaber drawn when you had woken up?" She wanted to ask him how. How he could have done that to her son when he was a child, and yet he had forgive Vader when he had killed billions.