He looks at her for a few long, quiet moments.

And then he takes her hand.

She's as bright as the sun she named herself after. Her emotions shine through, she so full of them. Full of joy and love and unbridled anger at the injustices that they both face. That everyone faces. For a long moment, the darkness is silenced and all he can feel is Kessa.

- she snaps awake then and findings herself staring up at the dark sky, full of millions of stars.

And Anakin is sitting by her side, still, meditating.

"Bad dream?" she asks.

"Weird dream. I think I made a friend. Ish."

"In your dream?"

"I dunno if it was purely my dream. Can that happen?"

"I don't know. But - there's a lot I don't know, and the old records were mostly destroyed... Still. The Force is in all times, all places - and sometimes it gives us a bridge. Usually in the form of visions, but I suppose a shared dream isn't out of the realm of possibility."

"He was really sad. The darkness was all over him, trying to take over, and he had no control."

She's quiet, thinking for a while.

"Do you think you'll dream of him again?"

She shrugs. "I hope so. I was just about to try and help him. I was thinking we could have worked together and figured out a way to push the darkness back. Or at least work out how to make it work for him."

"You're a good kid, Rey. I think you'll meet him again. Why don't I teach you something about the darkness, then, so you can help him better?"

She sends Anakin a bright burst of love and affection - her version of a hug. "You're the best teacher ever."

She laughs, and sends love and pride back. "Thank you. But - not ever. Someday, you'll be a better teacher than me." Her smile softens. "That's the point of being a teacher, after all."

"To watch as your students leave you in the dust? Never gonna happen."

"I'm sure you'll be dragging me along with you."

"Never gonna leave you ever. You're stuck with me forever."

The burst of affection in the Force is rather intense. "I feel the same."

She settles, then, into an almost meditative mind frame. "Still - there's some lessons I need to give you now, I suppose," she says, a bit teasingly.

Rey sits up properly and settles into her default learning position: legs crossed, back straight.

"I'm super ready. Look how ready I am."

She just smiles and settles into her teaching mode.

"So - the classic philosophy is that the Force has two sides, or modes, or states of being. The Light, represented by harmony, peace, and compassion, and the Dark, represented by passion, anger, and aggression. It's..." Her gaze goes briefly distant. "If you have your eyes closed... The only thing you can see about your surroundings is if it's light or dark out. And - that is a fairly basic division of the Force, if only because those are the two roads people have trod for millennia, leaving all other potential paths to become overgrown. But... It's not all there is to the Force." Quietly: "When I died, it was like my eyes opened for the first time, and I saw color. I saw everything the Force is. My vision - closed down a bit, when I manifested as a ghost. But that's something important to keep in mind, Rey. Light or dark - it's all the same Force. The same thing you're viewing, through two different perspectives."

"There's a lot of philosophy built up around the two sides. You could spend a lifetime reading and not reach a full understanding. The - typical understanding in my time, and possibly the typical understanding for your new friend, is that Jedi let the Force command them, and Sith command the Force. It's not so simple. Nothing is. The dark can consume and control. The light can be bent to a stubborn will. The Jedi weren't the only users of the light, and the Sith weren't the only users of the dark. And neither the Jedi nor the Sith really had room for love, or for a partnership with the Force."

"Classically, you keep the dark from eating you by commanding it. You come out of the dark by releasing emotion and attachment, though many Jedi held that once you'd turned to the dark once, it would forever dominate you. That's - not true." She wraps her arms around her knees. "I Fell from the light into the dark. When I used the light - I was emotional, I was attached, I loved and that love felt like basking in sunlight. When I used the dark - I'd never been so numb. Like everything I was had been swallowed by a black hole, leaving only a shell. Love brought me out of that hole, and into a world beyond light and dark."

"Your friend probably struggles with fear and anger. Most people haunted by the dark do. Fear... It's something that lurks behind every emotion. Fear of losing what you love. Fear of other people growing more powerful than you. Fear of sorrow. Fear of joy, even. And anger - there's many things to be angry about. I could spend a hundred years drowning in fury, and never think of all the things that deserve anger. Those aren't bad emotions. Not on their own. Fear tells us that danger might exist. Anger says this isn't fair."

"The problem is when you let your emotions - your darkness - master you. I've walked that path before - I've killed in anger. Those are the deaths I regret the most. I've let my fear of loss cause my loss."

"Your friend... I suspect he's scared of the dark. As long as he can't master that fear - it risks consuming him."

"My emotions help me. They make me more powerful. The Force and my emotions work together... if that's the darkness, I don't think I'm afraid of it. It's comforting, it's power. It's me."

"Our emotions are part of what makes us who we are," she says, softly. "It's right not to fear them. The darkness - I'm not sure how I'd define it, actually. If I was going to pick two sides, it wouldn't be 'peace' and 'anger.' It'd be 'love' and 'malice.'" She smiles at Rey. "There's a danger in power - that you'll lose yourself. Would you kill everyone who's ever been kind to you, if it got you power?"

"They helped me. I'd rather die."

"And if someone told you that you needed that power to save someone you loved even more?"

This brings her to a pause. Because she would. If killing everyone that had ever been kind to her would help Anakin, the person that she loves more than anything in the whole universe...

"I did that. I betrayed everything I'd ever stood for, killed everyone I'd ever loved, to protect one person."

"And in the end, I killed her too."