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𝟶𝟶𝟶. “What did you mean by you can't bear losing me again?” Kaye voiced another question, breaking the long silence between them, her eyes fixed on The Sith's back as he continued to stride away.
“I knew you even before you were born.” His footsteps echoed softly on the rocks as he continued to proceed slowly, his measured pace mirroring the unhurried tone of his responses. With each word, his answers to her questions grew softer.
“You speak as if you were a Jedi,” she uttered sternly, not giving The Sith any soft hints of response.
“I was,” he murmured.
“Then how come I've never heard of you?” she asked another question, causing him to exhale softly.
The Sith spun around, his soft gaze taking in the defensive stance she had assumed, his lightsaber in her palms held close like a shield.
“It was a very long time ago,” he said. Despite the lack of trust that radiated from every inch of her being, there was a gentleness in his gaze that remained constant. In difference to her rigid stance.
“How long?” she caught through.
“Just like I told you, I knew you even before you were born.” he repeated, his responses to her questions came soft and smooth, as if he sought to ease her defenses, one word at a time.
“How?” she almost yelled, getting really frustrated by the hundreds of unanswered questions within her already tangled mind.
Sensing this, he raised his hand to halt her, cutting her off before she could blurt out another question. He didn't want her frustration to grow to the point where she would explode.
“Enough. You're too frustrated to register more answers.” he reproved, catching a glimpse of the unshed tears that welled in her eyes, their glinting surface evidence of the frustration and anger that seethed within her.
“No crying.” he muttered before releasing a heavy sigh, his shoulders sinking with the weight of their hefty situation. Then, he turned away, confident she would follow.
His prediction proved correct — she followed in his wake. Yet even as she trailed behind him, the questions kept flowing, “Then what do you want from me? Did you bring me here just because you knew me?” she asked, tinged with the effort of swallowing back her tears.
