[ He doesn't particularly drink so how does he handle his own? It's a ~mystery~, and Kylo doesn't want to get hoped up on more weird Hell things or lose control of his body autonomy again. Not after what had happened with the Veiled Order.
Trust issues much.
The bottle is put back down on the table and he shrugs. It's not a skill he ever thought he'd have much use for, and yet here we are now. Rey often surprises him. ]
When you're more sober I'll teach you, so you'll be able to do it on your own. It's not as difficult as it looks.
[ Maybe you could even use him as a practice dummy. ]
[ You'd think Rey would have learned her lesson, but it had looked and smelled so tempting and had tasted delightful. She was being careful by coming back to her room with it instead of going wandering. What's the absolute worst that could happen, especially with Kylo here?
... don't answer that.
She flings a hand out in the direction of a small pile of things on her dresser and a brush floats over in response, dislodging some of said objects from atop it in the process. No one will ever accuse Rey of being neat, but she has a system.
She hands the brush over and shifts so she can sit in front of him. It's only a little bit clumsy; the room's not actually spinning too much. Right? ]
Thank you, Ben. I do appreciate it.
[ It's said with more clarity than she's felt up to now, a quietly sincere almost-sigh of a statement that she's glad she can't see his response to. It's more than she can bear sometimes; the glimpses of what could be between them if they'd just get past all the... everything. ]
no subject
[ He doesn't particularly drink so how does he handle his own? It's a ~mystery~, and Kylo doesn't want to get hoped up on more weird Hell things or lose control of his body autonomy again. Not after what had happened with the Veiled Order.
Trust issues much.
The bottle is put back down on the table and he shrugs. It's not a skill he ever thought he'd have much use for, and yet here we are now. Rey often surprises him. ]
When you're more sober I'll teach you, so you'll be able to do it on your own. It's not as difficult as it looks.
[ Maybe you could even use him as a practice dummy. ]
Do you have a brush I could use?
no subject
... don't answer that.
She flings a hand out in the direction of a small pile of things on her dresser and a brush floats over in response, dislodging some of said objects from atop it in the process. No one will ever accuse Rey of being neat, but she has a system.
She hands the brush over and shifts so she can sit in front of him. It's only a little bit clumsy; the room's not actually spinning too much. Right? ]
Thank you, Ben. I do appreciate it.
[ It's said with more clarity than she's felt up to now, a quietly sincere almost-sigh of a statement that she's glad she can't see his response to. It's more than she can bear sometimes; the glimpses of what could be between them if they'd just get past all the... everything. ]