[ the history of the resistance — what was the rebellion, what has now blossomed into something more steadfast, something with a symbol and a purpose and a bonafide collection of generals and leaders — has never been something anyone has spent much time on. no one has sat down to teach rey the history of what came before. there simply hasn't been time.
so she doesn't recognize the name, but that doesn't mean anything. that doesn't mean the name doesn't mean anything, either. she just doesn't know enough to decide either way.
besides, it doesn't much matter, does it? he means something, by virtue of being her something — her father, an idea that still socks her in the gut, leaves her momentarily speechless, as if trying to fit that reality into her worldview is like relearning how to breathe. and maybe it is, because if going off the way the woman says his name (like a prayer, like a confessional, like the best word she knows) then that connection ought to be more obvious still. ]
And you?
[ what are you, rey wants to ask. but she settles on something else. ]
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so she doesn't recognize the name, but that doesn't mean anything. that doesn't mean the name doesn't mean anything, either. she just doesn't know enough to decide either way.
besides, it doesn't much matter, does it? he means something, by virtue of being her something — her father, an idea that still socks her in the gut, leaves her momentarily speechless, as if trying to fit that reality into her worldview is like relearning how to breathe. and maybe it is, because if going off the way the woman says his name (like a prayer, like a confessional, like the best word she knows) then that connection ought to be more obvious still. ]
And you?
[ what are you, rey wants to ask. but she settles on something else. ]
Were you a rebel too?