He bit at his lower lip, not entirely sure how to proceed. Much like his father's plans usually had a step one and an end goal, Ben had envisioned this as simply going to her and getting a solution. What to actually say hadn't been something he considered. How he could be decent at navigating combat but clueless regarding human interaction, he wasn't sure. Both his parents were good enough at it, it should've been passed down, but it hadn't.

He settled for perching on the arm of the couch - he liked that it brought them down closer to eye level - and saying, haltingly, "I was taught various things by Uncle Luke and later by Snoke regarding their respective dogma. None of it ever seemed relevant on this particular topic, so I disregarded it, or at least didn't ask questions. But now I... I seem to have become romantically involved with people. Two seperate people, at the same time. And I know Jedi are supposed to be celibate and Sith are supposed to keep it to purely sexual encounters to avoid, well, the very thing that led to the downfall of the Jedi in the first place, but I..." He rubbed at his temples, taking a deep, stabilizing breath. "I don't want to not pursue this. I don't know how to pursue it. I - I am lost, Mother. And meditating hasn't helped."