An Extra’s POV

"I know you're not a bad person, Rey."

As Rey heard this, he prepared himself for what was about to come. It wasn't very difficult to steel his heart and consider the very worst when it came to the current situation with Esme.

In all honesty, he was very tired.

Emotionally speaking, he had exhausted a lot of his energy, and he was practically running on fumes. His expression remained lull, and this carried on throughout his conversation with Esme—or more accurately, Esme's conversation with him.

"You're an amazing person. I've looked up to you for the longest time too. You saved me more times than I can think of, both directly and indirectly, and I owe a lot to you…"

Rey still had his heart steeled despite how soft her words were.

"My… my feelings for you have not changed as well, even though I really wish they would. I don't… hate you or anything, but…" As she went through the right words to say, Rey's thoughts were at a standstill.

He didn't want to think anything, or feel anything.

He just listened.

"... There's just so much going on with me right now. I… I can't even look you in the eye right now. I'm angry, and sad, and disappointed, and a bunch of other things… and most of this confusion is because of you." At this point, she stared at Rey, seeing his unassuming expression and calm reaction towards all she was saying.

Whether it was for the better or worse, his facade prompted her to continue with her train of thought; hence, finishing what she started.

"I need some space, Rey."

"Space…?"

from you…" She sighed, rubbing her forehead as she uttered those words. "I don't

out a sound for even a second. He watched Esme's unease as she uttered those words, but he could also see her resolute eyes and determined

certain she was very serious in her position, and there was very

even be unfair for

he had to say after

say any more, Rey got up from where he sat

feel her eyes on him, and he could also see her even when he turned it was his

"Rest well… Esme."

left afterwards, shutting the

right as he was about to close the door. He shut his eyes, dulled his senses, and completely shut off the room from his mind. For Esme's sake… and for his

as he closed the door and took a few steps in the hallway, Rey clutched his chest and felt his racing heart. He

thoughts were slowly getting

his hand dug deeper into his chest

about it stopped

a surge of excitement, as well as a pang of pain anytime the image of the Half Elf came to his mind. It was a frustrating experience for Rey—one he wouldn't wish for even his

tempted to run

tell her to give him another chance. He

told himself. 'It's a bit

Why didn't he hug her or kiss her back? Rey knew the reason well, and Esme was sure

for Alicia. That was yet to change

side to pick and which to abandon. It

to this outcome. I feel so useless at this point, it's sickening…' His