Even though she rolls her eyes and kicks a little sand at him, Rey's heart warms. It's never been this easy for her to talk to someone like this before: free of secrets and hidden agendas. It's new and nice, and she wishes it could always be like this.
But things never stay good for very long on Jakku.
There's a certain feeling in the air that it takes her a minute to pick up on, and it makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She looks into the distance, past her AT-AT, and squints. "I can't show you my home, but I can show you something else." The fallen Star Destroyer is the only place big enough for him to explore, she thinks. The only place big enough to protect them both from the threat of a sandstorm.
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But things never stay good for very long on Jakku.
There's a certain feeling in the air that it takes her a minute to pick up on, and it makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She looks into the distance, past her AT-AT, and squints. "I can't show you my home, but I can show you something else." The fallen Star Destroyer is the only place big enough for him to explore, she thinks. The only place big enough to protect them both from the threat of a sandstorm.