She looks down at the floor and whispers, “I’m pregnant.” There’s no thought as he rushes to her, towering over her smaller frame. He grabs her face and holds her firmly as he forces her eyes to his. “Whose is it?” he hisses. Mine, mine, it should have been mine! Her startled eyes go wide and fill with confusion. “Is it FN-2187’s?” he growls. She looks at him like he’s speaking Huttese. “Tell me!” Kylo bellows. He can barely hear her when she stutters out, “Y-yours.”