Ben stood staring where Snoke had been. His head spun with some many questions. Who was his grandfather? Why hadn't his family ever talk about him? What had he done to be treated this way? He stood thinking for a long time. Suddenly his thoughts quickly shot to something more important. Ben gasped.
"Philip," he whispered.
He had left him alone and injured. Was he ok? He darted out of the cave and ran as fast as he could back towards the Jedi Praxeum. The cold rain stung his face but Ben kept his thoughts on Philip. He didn't stop running till he got to he and Philip's room. He burst through the door panting and dripping wet from the rain and sweat. Philip was lying in his bunk asleep. Philip quickly awakened, jerking over in his bunk. He grabbed his for his lightsaber,but then sighed a relaxing sigh, realizing it was Ben.
"Ben," Philip grinned sitting up. " You scared me."
His blankets slid down revealing bandages wrapped around Philip's bare torso. A shock of fear and self hate shot through Ben. Seeing Philip wounded ,and because of him, caused an emotional turmoil inside his head. How could Philip smile at him after what he had done to him. He had hurt Philip. Tears began to trickle down Ben's cheeks.
"Ben," Philip said look concerningly at him." Are you ok?"
Ben couldn't hold it in anymore. He Began violently sobbing, sinking to the floor in a huddled mass. Philip quickly rushed to Ben's side.
"What's wrong, Ben?" he asked.
"Don't look at me," Ben sobbed. " I'm a monster."
"No your not," Philip said.
"Yes I am," Ben said sorrowfully."my anger came over me and I hurt you. I hate myself, and you should hate me to."
"Ben, I'm not going to hate you," Philip said placing his hand in Ben's arm. "Ben, you're freezing, hold on."
Philip got up and grabbed the blanket off his bed, and draped it over Ben's shoulders.
"Now, I don't hate you Ben," Philip said calmly. "You were going through something, and in your anger you lashed out. I would have done the same."
"But I hurt you,"
"Wounds heal, Ben. We are best friends, there's nothing you can do that will make me hate you."
Ben smiled.
"I am sorry," he said.
"I forgive you." Philip said, giving Ben a hug. "Now, you should changed your puddling."
Ben laughed, wiping the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand.
"Remember Ben," Philip said," There is nothing you can do that I would never forgive you."
"And I will always forgive you too," Ben said.
Philip grinned.
"Now really you need to change, your puddle is growing."
Ben laughed again. Philip laughed too. Suddenly his gaze turned to something behind Ben, his expression changing to an uneasy look. Ben turned around to see Luke standing in the doorway.