Seeing Maketh's betrayal -- hearing firsthand how she valued the safety of the Guard over those they'd sworn to protect, those she had vowed to serve when forming the organization, and had no qualms with Hux murdering an innocent -- makes Nick's gut churn all over again, his ire and disgust simmering.
It's always been hard for Rey to trust, to love; she's been reluctant to have such feelings for anyone, and with good reason. Her low sense of self-worth aside, she and Nick both feared the resurrection of Love for what it might do to them, for how they would be used. That kind of compassion was a wonderful feeling when it was good, but one that could be equally damning when turned against them through loss or betrayal. They both knew that far too well. Despite the risks, Nick can't deny how he's come to view Rey as a surrogate daughter after all they've been through; she means more to him than he can ever really say, and he knows she feels the same.
It hasn't always been easy though, and Nick has sometimes struggled to reach her. For Rey to admit she felt that strongly for Maketh, and to be cast aside regardless—
Nick grunts, sickened. He could die happier if he never heard about the Empire ever again, was never reminded of they did to Maketh -- and, in turn, did to Rey.
"Maketh Tua," he explains, his body stiffening as he listens to the sobs that resonate in his very mind. He can feel that despair coming across the connection, despite the memory not being one of his own. "She let us all down in those final days... but Rey most of all."
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It's always been hard for Rey to trust, to love; she's been reluctant to have such feelings for anyone, and with good reason. Her low sense of self-worth aside, she and Nick both feared the resurrection of Love for what it might do to them, for how they would be used. That kind of compassion was a wonderful feeling when it was good, but one that could be equally damning when turned against them through loss or betrayal. They both knew that far too well. Despite the risks, Nick can't deny how he's come to view Rey as a surrogate daughter after all they've been through; she means more to him than he can ever really say, and he knows she feels the same.
It hasn't always been easy though, and Nick has sometimes struggled to reach her. For Rey to admit she felt that strongly for Maketh, and to be cast aside regardless—
Nick grunts, sickened. He could die happier if he never heard about the Empire ever again, was never reminded of they did to Maketh -- and, in turn, did to Rey.
"Maketh Tua," he explains, his body stiffening as he listens to the sobs that resonate in his very mind. He can feel that despair coming across the connection, despite the memory not being one of his own. "She let us all down in those final days... but Rey most of all."