As quick as he can, Ezra scrambles back from the man, even if distance will only help so much against someone as strong in the Force as him.
"Yeah, well, kids don't always hear the messages their parents want them to hear - or get to." Bitterness creeps into his voice past the rawness in his throat, and his hand comes up to rub at the forming bruises. For a moment, he can't help but feel intensely jealous of Ren. He still has parents who can tell him they love him.
Ignoring the way the broken ground is now sloughing into mud, Ezra keeps edging back. He wants to leave, to put distance between himself and Kylo Ren, but also don't want to turn his back to him.
"You don't know the future," he repeats. "I bet your parents said the same thing about you."
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Date: 2018-03-22 10:15 pm (UTC)"Yeah, well, kids don't always hear the messages their parents want them to hear - or get to." Bitterness creeps into his voice past the rawness in his throat, and his hand comes up to rub at the forming bruises. For a moment, he can't help but feel intensely jealous of Ren. He still has parents who can tell him they love him.
Ignoring the way the broken ground is now sloughing into mud, Ezra keeps edging back. He wants to leave, to put distance between himself and Kylo Ren, but also don't want to turn his back to him.
"You don't know the future," he repeats. "I bet your parents said the same thing about you."