[ Her eyes cut over. That's... disarming. And Rey clearly looks so, for a heartbeat before she tries to cover up the show of emotion. Dangerous. Nobody has really called her that, not in those words. Oh, people had learned not to mess with her, either by their own experience at the end of her quarterstaff or because Plutt had told them not to mess with her. But to be called a threat outright, by somebody that didn't know her potential, that's new.
She isn't sure how to feel about it.
And she really doesn't feel like a danger to anyone right now, anyways. ]
I don't plan to, thanks. [ With new intrigue in her voice, eyeing her. She can respect the bluntness, even if a part of her bristles at the thought she needs advice. She's been navigating situations a lot like this her whole life. ]
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She isn't sure how to feel about it.
And she really doesn't feel like a danger to anyone right now, anyways. ]
I don't plan to, thanks. [ With new intrigue in her voice, eyeing her. She can respect the bluntness, even if a part of her bristles at the thought she needs advice. She's been navigating situations a lot like this her whole life. ]