The moons aren't like any I've seen before, [ she points out slowly, eyes fixated on his expression, searching for — something. From the disappointment that briefly bubbles through her despite her unwavering stare (confused, apprehensive, melancholic beneath the kneejerk bitterness), it's clear she hasn't found it.
On the contrary, there isn't much she has seen beyond Jakku. Old star charts could only educate her so far, after all; as if she's suddenly become aware he could retort with that same argument, she plows ahead without waiting. ]
You know this isn't — [ she falters around the word for what it implies, what it contains. ] — home.
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On the contrary, there isn't much she has seen beyond Jakku. Old star charts could only educate her so far, after all; as if she's suddenly become aware he could retort with that same argument, she plows ahead without waiting. ]
You know this isn't — [ she falters around the word for what it implies, what it contains. ] — home.