[This is the third time Rey has gone through the decontamination process, so it's just a part of the ride back, now. The first time, of course, she had been furious. Never having owned many things in her life, it had been difficult for her to allow the landing crew to burn the clothes she'd been wearing. At least they hadn't been her clothes from home though, which she made sure to keep tucked away in her bunk whenever she took a transport out.
This time, she's already stripped down by the time she exits the cockpit, not a care in the world, throwing her soon-to-be-cremated clothes in a pile on the floor. Just keep everything very businesslike, and nobody will be too embarrassed--]
Alright, everything off. Let's make this quick and painless--
[--except the current bane of her existence is aboard this shuttle. For a moment, all Rey can do is stare at him, hunkered down in the corner. And then she gives a horrified and offended gasp, covering half her bits with one hand as she points to him with the other.]
a | heh
This time, she's already stripped down by the time she exits the cockpit, not a care in the world, throwing her soon-to-be-cremated clothes in a pile on the floor. Just keep everything very businesslike, and nobody will be too embarrassed--]
Alright, everything off. Let's make this quick and painless--
[--except the current bane of her existence is aboard this shuttle. For a moment, all Rey can do is stare at him, hunkered down in the corner. And then she gives a horrified and offended gasp, covering half her bits with one hand as she points to him with the other.]
Who let you on this ship?!