He could hear his brother calling but all he could feel was the anger pounding in his head. In the cockpit he could force himself to sit, and think clearly. What had that all been about anyway? Ben wouldn't just lash out, not like that. Solo didn't think anything had been pushing at him but then...
He could feel the reaching, through the Bond, and just frowns in its direction. No. Maybe not. Right now, he was still too... too wound up.
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Date: 2018-04-17 07:33 pm (UTC)He could feel the reaching, through the Bond, and just frowns in its direction. No. Maybe not. Right now, he was still too... too wound up.