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She sat on the floor outside his quarters for a long time before going to knock. Ben's face swam before her, deep frown set in. "Not now." He turned away.
"Master Yoda sent me." She said.
"You can't do anything now." He said.
"What? I was having problems and he told me to come to you. Do anything?" She asked.
"What problems?" He turned around, worry coloring his hazel eyes.
"Emotional ones. I can't do anything about what?"
"I have been expelled from the order." He sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. "I don't think I would be good help to you in emotional matters."
"Ben-"
"It's best you go." He said with shuddering breath.
"But-" Her worry and anxiety were now turning to guilt and shame and she felt her stomach clench and her throat tighten. Her knees were shaking and she wanted to just melt into nothing.
"I can put in a good word with a master if you want. Before I go. I want you to continue being the best padawan." He was trying to sound brave. Or less upset. He was trying to hide his emotions. And she was too for that matter. But she was always better than he in such matters.
"I don't want another master." She said in a strong voice. She was proud of how firm and unwavering it sounded.
"Rey-" He looked up at her with tired eyes. Exhausted and betrayed and heartbroken.
"I want you. If you go I go."
"I can't let you-"
"Bite me. I'm going with you." She was firm. She steadied herself and was firm. The firmest she'd ever been on a decision. No worry or anxiety. Still a little guilt but nothing that couldn't be overcome with a brash decision.
"No." He frowned deeply. Deeper than ever.
"You can leave without me but i'll just follow you. Whether you like it or not."
"Please-"
"I don't need your approval. I'm coming." He sighed.
