[ He reaches for her, and Rey raises her arm like she's ready to smack him away with all the force of a lioness until she realizes it's a harmless gesture. Piecemeal, her hackles come down, and she unclips the saber from her hip to tuck it away in the hanging pouch of her belt, resigned with some reluctance to take his advice on the matter. It seems a good way to disarm her and fight his way out onto one of the battle dragons, but she realizes that she doesn't see his saber on him anywhere either, at least not visibly, and that eases her somewhat.
They stride down the ramp abreast, naked and vulnerable, and the Hapans greet them in Basic—the best stroke of luck that Rey can say she's had all day. By their report, several Resistance ships have already come into the port, and the hangar attendants and diplomats that greet them all give the same mysterious impression that left Rey unclear as to whether they'd be happier to see the Resistance ships leaves than they'd been to see them come. ]
My name is Rey; we're with the Resistance. We need to make repairs to our heating systems and the shields. General Organa should join us shortly to speak to your ruler about our temporary asylum here. In the meantime, I'd be happy to explain the situation to her. [ The assumption of a female leader comes with a tentative glance back towards Kylo, seeking affirmation that his matriarchal depiction of the society had every appropriate result. The Jedi had once been diplomats, but Kylo and Rey seemed a poor entourage to establish the Resistance's place among the Hapans if they indeed loathed the Jedi as Kylo claimed.
The Hapans, Rey notices, are the diametric opposite of the scavengers that peppered the surface of Jakku; they work in total concert, and nothing in them grits or strains. Despite the unexpected arrivals, they carry themselves with grace, and turn to guide Rey and her attendants, Chewie joining them at the base of the ramp, around the palace in Ta'a Chume'Dan. Behind the guides that assure them that they'll see to it that the Queen-Mother (Rey commits the title to memory) is aware of their arrival, Rey leans over to whisper an assessment to Kylo Ren that needed no reply— ]
They're all so beautiful. [ For indeed, the Hapan people are as glittering as the lively planet they inhabited, but they all wear the same inscrutable expressions that belie uneasy mistrust. Too starstruck to think deeply on it, Rey merely accepts them as a people who are fortunate enough to enjoy the peace brought implicitly with the planet's prosperity, and she carries that presumption with her into the guest quarters of the palace. She cannot bring herself to blame them for the streak of paranoia that she reads into the eyes that track them, for it's too easy to presume that the Resistance's arrival here threatens their planet with the attention of the First Order. ]
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They stride down the ramp abreast, naked and vulnerable, and the Hapans greet them in Basic—the best stroke of luck that Rey can say she's had all day. By their report, several Resistance ships have already come into the port, and the hangar attendants and diplomats that greet them all give the same mysterious impression that left Rey unclear as to whether they'd be happier to see the Resistance ships leaves than they'd been to see them come. ]
My name is Rey; we're with the Resistance. We need to make repairs to our heating systems and the shields. General Organa should join us shortly to speak to your ruler about our temporary asylum here. In the meantime, I'd be happy to explain the situation to her. [ The assumption of a female leader comes with a tentative glance back towards Kylo, seeking affirmation that his matriarchal depiction of the society had every appropriate result. The Jedi had once been diplomats, but Kylo and Rey seemed a poor entourage to establish the Resistance's place among the Hapans if they indeed loathed the Jedi as Kylo claimed.
The Hapans, Rey notices, are the diametric opposite of the scavengers that peppered the surface of Jakku; they work in total concert, and nothing in them grits or strains. Despite the unexpected arrivals, they carry themselves with grace, and turn to guide Rey and her attendants, Chewie joining them at the base of the ramp, around the palace in Ta'a Chume'Dan. Behind the guides that assure them that they'll see to it that the Queen-Mother (Rey commits the title to memory) is aware of their arrival, Rey leans over to whisper an assessment to Kylo Ren that needed no reply— ]
They're all so beautiful. [ For indeed, the Hapan people are as glittering as the lively planet they inhabited, but they all wear the same inscrutable expressions that belie uneasy mistrust. Too starstruck to think deeply on it, Rey merely accepts them as a people who are fortunate enough to enjoy the peace brought implicitly with the planet's prosperity, and she carries that presumption with her into the guest quarters of the palace. She cannot bring herself to blame them for the streak of paranoia that she reads into the eyes that track them, for it's too easy to presume that the Resistance's arrival here threatens their planet with the attention of the First Order. ]