Enough room to breathe, but not much more room beyond that, and fear nearly chokes off the rest. Only for a moment, though, before blazing anger beats it back, cracking the ground enough to snuff some of the flames out, and shattering patches of ice from his fear. "Yeah?" Ezra rasps out, clawing at Kylo's hand with a glare that's too angry to see any hint of a sheen in the man's eyes. "Sure- couldn't tell- right now! What if- it was me? What if I- was your kid? You don't- know! Don't know- if I lied-"
He cuts himself off there, because there's a time for words, and a time to act, and he can't afford to wait to see how Kylo's going to react. The man might just get even more angry and tighten the grip he already has. Ezra reaches for the Force, hoping he rattled Kylo just enough for this to work. Pieces of the broken ground lift, their own threat as they hover. Then the first one snaps forward, straight for Kylo Ren's arm.
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Date: 2018-03-11 11:16 am (UTC)He cuts himself off there, because there's a time for words, and a time to act, and he can't afford to wait to see how Kylo's going to react. The man might just get even more angry and tighten the grip he already has. Ezra reaches for the Force, hoping he rattled Kylo just enough for this to work. Pieces of the broken ground lift, their own threat as they hover. Then the first one snaps forward, straight for Kylo Ren's arm.