She looks up. His voice is raw, tinged with desperation and longing, but it's his eyes that shock her. The darkened windows into his soul; they are frayed and cauterized, a map of his mistakes, his victories. Her stare drifts to his scar. Her mark. Her victory. She is selfish, isn't she? Something she's never wanted to admit to herself, but the evidence is clear. [REYLO FORCE BOND]