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[aurebesh]

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what does my empress desire

[chandrila]

I should know better than to think you’re playing coy.

[ they're terrible at this, wow. ]

How do I begin to personally satisfy you?

bottomless cheese fries, thanks

[aurebesh]

The underbelly of my x-wing is getting a little dirty, actually.

[ is she being a shit or is she actually going to make him do this: a mystery ]

cheese curds atop or gtfo

[chandrila]

Probably carbon scoring or burns from re-entering atmo but I’ll take a look. It’s been awhile since I played mechanic but I’m sure x-wings haven’t changed much in 20 years.

[ does he know the game she’s playing? obviously. could he also be doing starship maintenance shirtless? if asked to. ]

that's poutine you heathen

[aurebesh]

Don't insult me, I know how to fly without catching things on fire.

[ unlike some pilots. ]

The superior cheese fry if we’re being honest

[chandrila]

I’m not insulting you, it happens to any object entering atmosphere.

[aurebesh]

I flew through a dust storm on Moraband. It's dirty, not damaged.

[chandrila]

I should find it surprising that my performing routine maintenance on your ship brings you pleasure, but I don’t.

[aurebesh]

A little manual labor might be good for you. Try not to overheat when you scrub the chassis.

[ so, yes. shirtless maintenance, thanks. ]

[chandrila]

Starting your own training academy, I see. Shall I call you Master?

[aurebesh]

Maybe one day. If you earn the right.

[chandrila]

Open ended goal. Now you’re sounding like a Jedi Master.

[aurebesh]

And what did I sound like before?

[chandrila]

Someone else. Yourself.

[ bad associations with jedi masters and all. ]

[aurebesh]

If you find the expectations so terrible, don't fulfill them.

[ if her bossing him around is that horrible, why is he agreeing to do these things ]

[chandrila]

My point is that you don't have to be like them. It's your path forward.

[aurebesh]

You sound like a holofeed.

[ of her, no less. she's sure she'd given him much the same advice once, before he'd turned back to the light. ]

I'm not trying to be like anyone.

[chandrila]

Of who? You?

[ their bond is, if anything, intensifying the more time they communicate. blurring the line between their minds. ]

[aurebesh]

You know what I meant.

[ yes. ]

[chandrila]

I can feel when you’re reaching out. When you’re inside my thoughts. Is it the same for you?

[ means yes, he knows. ]

[aurebesh]

It gives me a headache when you push too hard.

[chandrila]

I don’t want to hurt you. Just words, I know. I mean that as a promise.

[aurebesh]

Then don't. Use your words. Ask me if you want to know something, instead of forcing your way into the answer.

[ "no" is a complete sentence. ]

[chandrila]

I was taught both schools of thought. First to search for the answer. To let it come to me. Then I was taught how to take it by force.

[ it isn’t an apology or meant to be one. he’s reflecting aloud. ]

I was also taught to submit when my own mind was searched. It was often unpleasant, being read so often and deeply. But when it’s you, it’s almost... a comfort.

[aurebesh]

You're not entitled to the information simply because you want it, Ben. Sometimes I'm not going to tell you. That doesn't give you rights to take the information from my mind.

[ in truth, she gives herself a headache by trying to keep him out. or, less often, in trying to stay out of his. ]

[chandrila]

Even if I wanted to, I haven't been able to read your thoughts since Exegol. Sometimes I find our minds are bridged without meaning to. The effort is more in trying to keep them separate.