They're as twisted in their way as the First Order. Cameras, fake memories, amnesia, control. They need to be brought down. That's something he can act on, something he can change.
He can't fix this for her, but he can make sure it doesn't happen to more of them. He looks down at their linked hands, gritting his teeth until his jaw twitches. He has to take a second to keep himself from snapping out rash promises or referencing old conversations.
"They won't get away with it."
He reciprocates the gentle squeeze, heart hurting for a woman he's barely met and knows intimately. "Maybe we can get to know each other again, for real."
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They're as twisted in their way as the First Order. Cameras, fake memories, amnesia, control. They need to be brought down. That's something he can act on, something he can change.
He can't fix this for her, but he can make sure it doesn't happen to more of them. He looks down at their linked hands, gritting his teeth until his jaw twitches. He has to take a second to keep himself from snapping out rash promises or referencing old conversations.
"They won't get away with it."
He reciprocates the gentle squeeze, heart hurting for a woman he's barely met and knows intimately. "Maybe we can get to know each other again, for real."