The gesture is both familiar, and disturbing. It stirs up memories that Ben hasn't entirely settled in to work through since deciding to get his head out of his ass in terms of moping around the dessert. He'd figured it would be something he could take his time on working through once he reached whatever distant destination Qui-Gon and the Force lead him to back in the dessert.
But right now it conjures up a mixture of emotions: grief, anger, resignation, sorrow, sympathy and regret. None of which are going to do either of them any good in there here and the now.
Rather than responding with an answering gesture, he just nods.
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The gesture is both familiar, and disturbing. It stirs up memories that Ben hasn't entirely settled in to work through since deciding to get his head out of his ass in terms of moping around the dessert. He'd figured it would be something he could take his time on working through once he reached whatever distant destination Qui-Gon and the Force lead him to back in the dessert.
But right now it conjures up a mixture of emotions: grief, anger, resignation, sorrow, sympathy and regret. None of which are going to do either of them any good in there here and the now.
Rather than responding with an answering gesture, he just nods.