[Kylo's eyes go to the Jedi when that hand covers his own, and though the gaze is an intense, "what are you doing" one, he doesn't move. It only takes a moment before he looks away, as well, so he doesn't even continue with the uncomfortable stare to get Obi-Wan to stop touching him, like one might expect him to.

He takes a slow breath, and when he replies, his voice is low.]

"Just." You say it like it's somehow insignificant.

[As if his connection to Darth Vader doesn't mean something.]

I searched for everything I could find of his. After realizing everything that was kept from me, even into adulthood, I wanted to have things to remind me of that connection.

I made a terrible Jedi. Having those relics... they made me feel like I had a place in the galaxy. If someone who tried and failed to be a Jedi, who was attuned to the darkness, could make that sort of mark...

[Then he could too. It was a comfort.]

You can tell me to try to connect with Anakin here, but I've tried and he keeps rejecting who I am and comparing me to the Jedi.

[He bites his lip, frowning at himself for speaking so much about this, but... well, he's shared more personal moments with Obi-Wan.]

It's easier to have the ideal than the person. I guess you're never supposed to meet your idols.