[Kylo observes for a moment, steady and silent, simmering with his usual intensity as he considers the spectacle before him. He knows this dread. Intimately. He knows the crucible of suffering and loss they apparently share— but perhaps, Julie hasn't discovered the strength born from her experiences yet. It can be hard to see. Mainly, because it requires looking back.]

I don't think it's coincidence. That you and I both have this sense, this... understanding. Because you're right. Nobody should seize this power just because they can. It has to be channeled for a purpose. The right purpose.

[He leans forward, meeting her eyes and holding her gaze, unflinching.]

Existing here.