That would have been his argument, if she had voices that he might have just been knocked in the head. If he knew how bad his 'wounds' would have been to her, he could have pointed that out. Instead, because he doesn't KNOW how he gets hurt... he just stands again, brow raised.
"Again, not sure why there are two lightsabers, but if you want this one to, it belongs to you." He said, unhooking it to offer to her. If she wanted it, she could have it. Even if he did like the weapon, he was no Force user. Not like her.
But as she looked over the jacket, he frowned more. "Explain to me why there are holes in my jacket. Or should be." That doesn't sound good. Ren hurt him, but how? Like... like Solo? He felt cold suddenly, frowning at this. This can't be real. Was she from his future? Or a figment of his busted mind, laying cold on the ground and half dead maybe. Maybe he lost... they both lost, and this was it. This was the end.
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"Again, not sure why there are two lightsabers, but if you want this one to, it belongs to you." He said, unhooking it to offer to her. If she wanted it, she could have it. Even if he did like the weapon, he was no Force user. Not like her.
But as she looked over the jacket, he frowned more. "Explain to me why there are holes in my jacket. Or should be." That doesn't sound good. Ren hurt him, but how? Like... like Solo? He felt cold suddenly, frowning at this. This can't be real. Was she from his future? Or a figment of his busted mind, laying cold on the ground and half dead maybe. Maybe he lost... they both lost, and this was it. This was the end.