The boy freezes, holding his breath, as if keeping still enough might make him disappear. When the futility of it hits him, he slowly pulls his arm away from his face. His wide, impossibly blue eyes fix on Kylo as if he's trying to work out whether anyone is actually there or whether it's a dream - which is funny, because if anything looks like a dream, it's the boy and his cell.

He sits up, slow and cautious, to get a better look. It takes him a second or two to recognize his visitor, and when he does, he's shaken to the core. He scrambles backwards like a startled animal, to the edge of the bed, without taking his eyes off Kylo.

"You're the monster," he says. "Did they send you to kill me?"