[Rey has been trying not to expect the worst, but old habits die hard. His words bring her a little closer to reality, and she scans the faces at the gathering; not a care in the world, all smiles and slumped shoulders. It puts an edge to her mind where there wasn't one just moments ago.
She sets her half-empty glass on the tray of a passing waiter.]
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She sets her half-empty glass on the tray of a passing waiter.]
Guess not.