[ Rey stirred blearily at the unintelligible sound of shouting. Her log was gone. Where had her log gone? She felt stupid calling it her log, but she was the one chained to it, so it was hers. She looked up and saw faint light coming out of Ren's tent. And then Ren himself, stepping over her.

She tensed, but only for a moment. He stayed upright, didn't crouch over her like the other had. Right. The others. They were … She looked and saw they had gone. A moment's unconsciousness had left her dazed. That meant she had a head wound. She touched her hands to her mouth and it came away bloody.

Great.

He'd stopped them from retaliating, then. She didn't thank him, but— ]

Wait.

[ She croaked it out, pushing herself up. She didn't know how to finish that, couldn't quite bring herself to ask for what she needed to ask for. She had her pride, after all. ]

I left my knife. [ She finally settled on that. ] By the tree where you found me. [ She was chained to a log and she was going to be half frozen in six hours and she'd barely eaten. Surely he couldn't be afraid that she'd come at him with it. If he was going to leave her out here … ] You could give me something that I could use to defend myself from your men.