"You didn't," Kylo says— and then, a moment later when he remembers Ronan might need the rest of the thought— "Ask me. I told you I would take care of your nightmares, if they followed you out."

And that's what he's doing, isn't it? He's just a little... late. Another sword clatters to the pile. Kylo rolls his wrists. It's more work than he'd like to let on.

"And I would have insisted you join me, if I had realised your abilities would be returning so... suddenly."

Dramatically, he doesn't say.