"That's how we're going to win."

Ben couldn't bear to carry the hate any longer. It had borne upon his soul for far too long, twisting him into a monster that even he didn't recognize anymore.

"Not fighting what we hate…"

His short reign as Supreme Leader had opened his eyes to the evil the First Order had wrought on the galaxy. Blinded by the darkness, it was now apparent where Ben could find his way back to a source of light: in the Rey of sunshine standing before him.

Dropping his lightsaber, Ben cupped the scavenger's face in his hands and drew her into a kiss.

"…saving what we love."