[Kylo turns to face the spectacle, his reactions completely naked on his face without the mask he's so used to hiding behind. It's undeniably impressive- attractive, even. He can't help the way his eyes widen, the way he blinks against the brilliance, the slight catch of breath. There's a pull unlike anything he's experienced before, and he feels it. The power.
It's insanely compelling.
But he doesn't like staring. His eyes narrow, focusing sharply on the impenetrable reflective surface of the stranger's helmet- right where his eyes should be. He's worn masks. He knows this game. But this... was not what he was expecting.]
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It's undeniably impressive- attractive, even. He can't help the way his eyes widen, the way he blinks against the brilliance, the slight catch of breath. There's a pull unlike anything he's experienced before, and he feels it. The power.
It's insanely compelling.
But he doesn't like staring. His eyes narrow, focusing sharply on the impenetrable reflective surface of the stranger's helmet- right where his eyes should be.
He's worn masks. He knows this game. But this... was not what he was expecting.]
You... are not human.