[For Ren, reality is only a matter of perspective-- namely his. He wasn't always at her side (he couldn't have been) and that Steve claims to have visited means so little it's discarded immediately, as if Ren is brushing it away like dust from his own sleeve.]
It doesn't matter. She's gone.
[Her presence was fading, he felt it - without her brood near, she won't recover. She was returning to the Station to die. Which means that the thought that comes next is instinctive. Reflex, rather than any thoughtful sort of response:]
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It doesn't matter. She's gone.
[Her presence was fading, he felt it - without her brood near, she won't recover. She was returning to the Station to die. Which means that the thought that comes next is instinctive. Reflex, rather than any thoughtful sort of response:]
And I have no intention of losing you as well.