[ This far into the cluster, they have to rely on manual piloting for a while, evading the persistent barrage of asteroids that aimlessly float in a cloud around them, as if some giant creature had kicked up dust a thousand years ago and it hadn't quite settled. But there is ease in how Rey takes up the yoke now, assurance against their pursuit, and the great expanse of space out the front window puts her at ease, a cold calming presence to war with the inferno of conflict and muddy gray area that occupies the seat behind her.
The arrow of his assessment strikes her, but shatters on impact, falling away without ever penetrating the wall of relief she builds around herself. She doesn't need to remind him that this insane person just saved his skin; she's too busy being grateful that she and Chewie had managed to save their own to properly lord it over Kylo Ren, and she doesn't want his gratitude. She just wants to collapse onto her bunk and curl into a ball and pretend the world outside doesn't exist for a few hours.
Twenty minutes bring them out of the maze of Roche's asteroid field, and Rey works with Chewie to set the hyperdrive for the central planet of the Hapes cluster before she ever rises from the seat in the cockpit. Chewie remains, though it's impossible to say if he does because he's firmly at home in the seat or simply because he doesn't want to turn around and engage Kylo.
Rey, in a study of contrasts, claps a hand on Kylo's shoulder as she moves past him, through the corridors of the ship and into the main hold. There, she begins to sift through cargo containers for vacuum-sealed food. It's not terrible—better than the portions she'd survived off of (which is a generous estimation of the word survived) on Jakku, and it keeps her busy in the hours that separate them from Hapes. ]
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The arrow of his assessment strikes her, but shatters on impact, falling away without ever penetrating the wall of relief she builds around herself. She doesn't need to remind him that this insane person just saved his skin; she's too busy being grateful that she and Chewie had managed to save their own to properly lord it over Kylo Ren, and she doesn't want his gratitude. She just wants to collapse onto her bunk and curl into a ball and pretend the world outside doesn't exist for a few hours.
Twenty minutes bring them out of the maze of Roche's asteroid field, and Rey works with Chewie to set the hyperdrive for the central planet of the Hapes cluster before she ever rises from the seat in the cockpit. Chewie remains, though it's impossible to say if he does because he's firmly at home in the seat or simply because he doesn't want to turn around and engage Kylo.
Rey, in a study of contrasts, claps a hand on Kylo's shoulder as she moves past him, through the corridors of the ship and into the main hold. There, she begins to sift through cargo containers for vacuum-sealed food. It's not terrible—better than the portions she'd survived off of (which is a generous estimation of the word survived) on Jakku, and it keeps her busy in the hours that separate them from Hapes. ]