[Rey's complaint earns her a frustrated stare down, and for a long moment, it seems like he expects her to eat without it. Then, abruptly, he summons his canteen from the table and hands it to her expectantly. Inside is cool tea, obviously freshly brewed not long before she had woken up.]
My apologies, your highness.
[He manages to keep any sarcastic tone out of his reply, though the Force tells enough of that story.]
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My apologies, your highness.
[He manages to keep any sarcastic tone out of his reply, though the Force tells enough of that story.]
Will that be all?