[ When he looks up to thank her, Rey feels an uneasy prickling sensation wash over her. It's not for him, she reminds herself, looking away. If something has happened, he's between her and a painful death. Possibly a slow torture. It's hard to say, with men who have the sort of reputations Snoke and Hux do. She's not stupid. And she's not softening to him. She's just terrified of what he's dragged her into.
That's also, she thinks, why she regrets keeping awake to try and slit his throat in his sleep. Not because of the rage and betrayal, but because now she would be exhausted if they did have to fight for their lives.
She keeps behind him as he steps out into the inn. Even keeps quiet her questions about why he wouldn't rouse his men too, if something's really wrong. But there's just an old man there, doing his job. Rey scoffs at her own fear, and Ren's caution, and she steps around him to approach the man. ]
Is it always so quiet at this hour?
[ The old man looks up at her, and only when she's in front of him does she realize that she doesn't recognize him from the night before. The inn's staff had been kind to her. Had tried to help her, when they saw who she was with. But not him. ]
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That's also, she thinks, why she regrets keeping awake to try and slit his throat in his sleep. Not because of the rage and betrayal, but because now she would be exhausted if they did have to fight for their lives.
She keeps behind him as he steps out into the inn. Even keeps quiet her questions about why he wouldn't rouse his men too, if something's really wrong. But there's just an old man there, doing his job. Rey scoffs at her own fear, and Ren's caution, and she steps around him to approach the man. ]
Is it always so quiet at this hour?
[ The old man looks up at her, and only when she's in front of him does she realize that she doesn't recognize him from the night before. The inn's staff had been kind to her. Had tried to help her, when they saw who she was with. But not him. ]