Well, a lot had happened in a really short space of time for him. He was almost dead, and then not, and then Rey had... She told him something he wanted to hear, but not the way he had wanted to hear it. His Dad had appeared to him, a memory projected out to reassure himself, nothing more. But it felt... it had felt right. The saber was gone.
"You're going to need something to fight him."
The voice was new, nothing expected. "Who are you?"
"You know the answer to that."
His Grandfather. "What are you doing here?"
"He manipulated me. He manipulated you. And now he's doing it to her."
It was as though all his breath left him in one go, and he ran for his ship. It wasn't true. He had been lied to, again, and this time it was for something far worse. He needed to get to that planet, as soon as he could. There wasn't enough time. He couldn't delay.
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Dark Side: Not Reliable Narrators [[SPOILERS FOR TROS]]
"You're going to need something to fight him."
The voice was new, nothing expected. "Who are you?"
"You know the answer to that."
His Grandfather. "What are you doing here?"
"He manipulated me. He manipulated you. And now he's doing it to her."
It was as though all his breath left him in one go, and he ran for his ship. It wasn't true. He had been lied to, again, and this time it was for something far worse. He needed to get to that planet, as soon as he could. There wasn't enough time. He couldn't delay.