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- Rey quickened her pace to match his long strides, not wanting to be seen scurrying to keep up. Behind them, the accompanying stormtroopers’ armor rattled. Rey could feel their anxiety about a situation they couldn’t fit into the lockstep of their training regimens. That anxiety was shot through with fear—not of her but of the mercurial, unpredictable Kylo.
- She didn’t blame them—Kylo’s turmoil all but filled the Force around them, roiling and churning it. The troopers couldn’t sense it the way she and Kylo could, but that wasn’t the same as saying they couldn’t sense it all—they were part of life and the Force, and couldn’t help but be affected on some level.
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