“I know everything I need to know about you,” she countered, taken aback.
“You do?” he asked, and peered at her, eyes intent. “You do, You have that look in your eyes from the forest, when you called me a monster.”
He came within a meter or two of Rey, and she wondered what would happen if she refused to move and they intersected. Would she find herself in his mind again, and have to endure his presence in hers? Could they actually touch, across a galaxy?
“You are a monster,” Rey said, remembering the terror of her paralysis on Takodana.
She stared back at him — and found his. eyes full of hurt. Hurt — and conflict.
“Yes, I am,” Kylo said, and there was no menace in his voice — only misery.”