[There's a strange pause following Kavinsky's words, as if Kylo is the one slowly recovering mastery of his nerves. His eyes search the dream thief's face, his expression shifting minutely in the direction of curiosity or confusion. Both.]
It would. Wouldn't it.
[Slow, as if the answer to an unspecified question is coming together in real time. There's a discovery Kylo is making as he speaks.]
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It would. Wouldn't it.
[Slow, as if the answer to an unspecified question is coming together in real time. There's a discovery Kylo is making as he speaks.]
If you thought they were all you are. Your sins.