[ It hurts Kylo to look at the face staring back at him, to see the confusion and pain on his face and know that this is the least of Han's troubles and things will likely get much worse. He struggles with this, with seeing Han so young, face not hardened from years of grief and strain. This man isn't the same man he spoke to on Starkiller Base, yet he is.

Ties with his family were cut, his back turned on them after feeling so betrayed, so abandoned. The secret they kept, the way knowledge came to Kylo, making his entire world fall apart. The voice that had been with him was stronger than ever, showing him the path he needed to take. It was so clear. ]

Do you truly think now is the best time to make a joke about my ears and nose? Is that all you have to say to me?

[ Their last meeting was painful; Kylo struggled with killing his father, but he knew it needed to be done. He needed to shed that part of him, destroy any remaining attachment he had to the man, to his family, to the light, and it tore him apart.

And to see him again? Here? Like this? It brought back every feeling he had struggled with for years, all of the anger and sadness, everything he pushed away and fought.

But it also brought back the pull to the light, something he worked so hard to turn away from. ]

You've been a disappointment for a large portion of my life, I was lucky to leave you when I did. Some things never change.