She didn't do this for him. Absolutely, most certainly, not. Kylo Ren didn't do things for other people, that might imply generosity, and generosity was letting people keep their lives when they didn't necessarily deserve them. She did things for herself, for her own motivations, because there was some benefit to her. Just as one would expect from the commander of the First Order.
The clan was a threat, one Snoke hadn't cared about because there were no offshoots of the Resistance to be found in that particular area of the galaxy. (Kylo would have pushed to investigate the peculiarity of that but she'd been a little preoccupied with her singular quest at the time.) With the remnants of the Resistance temporarily in the wind, it was as good a time as any to attend to other threats. Some action would also help keep the troops focused.
There were plenty of reasons and justifications for why MaMa's clan had finally been targeted.
...Okay, maybe she had given the mission priority because of General Hux's personal connection. Not that he had asked, or she had offered. At least not in so many words.
When the ships returned to the dreadnought -- not the Finalizer, as Kylo needed Hux to remain with the rest of the fleet in her stead, and he was far too close to the mission besides (the logic of which he couldn't argue when she was willing to point to her own ill-advised actions on Crait as an example) -- she disembarked her shuttle quickly and made a beeline for the transport. As the stormtroopers filed off the transport she gestured for their guest to be left alone, and she slowly boarded the transport as it emptied out.
It wasn't any less strange to look upon the young man now than it had been when she first laid eyes on him in the compound. Not a spitting image of Hux, no, but there was resemblance enough. She wondered if he had any idea of the truth. The anxiety and uncertainty that radiated from him suggested no. "Do you know why you're here?" she gently inquired, although the words sounded more harsh than intended given she still wore her helmet.
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a little inspired by our other scene, at least in terms of hux and kylo getting along.
Date: 2018-08-02 06:01 am (UTC)The clan was a threat, one Snoke hadn't cared about because there were no offshoots of the Resistance to be found in that particular area of the galaxy. (Kylo would have pushed to investigate the peculiarity of that but she'd been a little preoccupied with her singular quest at the time.) With the remnants of the Resistance temporarily in the wind, it was as good a time as any to attend to other threats. Some action would also help keep the troops focused.
There were plenty of reasons and justifications for why MaMa's clan had finally been targeted.
...Okay, maybe she had given the mission priority because of General Hux's personal connection. Not that he had asked, or she had offered. At least not in so many words.
When the ships returned to the dreadnought -- not the Finalizer, as Kylo needed Hux to remain with the rest of the fleet in her stead, and he was far too close to the mission besides (the logic of which he couldn't argue when she was willing to point to her own ill-advised actions on Crait as an example) -- she disembarked her shuttle quickly and made a beeline for the transport. As the stormtroopers filed off the transport she gestured for their guest to be left alone, and she slowly boarded the transport as it emptied out.
It wasn't any less strange to look upon the young man now than it had been when she first laid eyes on him in the compound. Not a spitting image of Hux, no, but there was resemblance enough. She wondered if he had any idea of the truth. The anxiety and uncertainty that radiated from him suggested no. "Do you know why you're here?" she gently inquired, although the words sounded more harsh than intended given she still wore her helmet.