Those eyes settled upon her, such a small woman before him but so strong. He felt weak and pathetic to have such nightmares that not only roused him, but flung wild with the Force, and caused him to act so poorly. Kylo had been making progress. He had been making friends and finding goodness within himself. Goodness she would have wanted to see.
It left a metallic hard taste on his tongue.
"My mother," Kylo said tersely, biting the words out as if venom.