[He hisses through his teeth, a noise that doesn't accurately clear the mask, turning instead to a critical, digital crackle where the modulator picks up on it. The light is a beacon, he is drawn to it just as he'd always been (Snoke had admired his duality, praised him for the very thing that should have made him weak) but it is a temptation he strives desperately to keep at bay.
Of course his current company would dwell only within its grasp.]
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Of course his current company would dwell only within its grasp.]
It is a conduit. You lack its twin.