[ Jean was so focused on her tasks, she thought the beeping was apart of the ship. Same as the nearby presence. If anything, she's been trying hard to block people out. It's hard enough getting her own bearings. She doesn't need to be dealing with other people's emotions on top of her own, right now.
At the voice, Jean turns to it, surprised. The bucket dips from where it's floating but she catches it and keeps it above the floor. Looking back to Rey, ]
Uh, I'm... picking weeds.
[ She even holds the one she's holding up, freshly pulled. Not the most glamorous of jobs but someone has to do it. ]
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At the voice, Jean turns to it, surprised. The bucket dips from where it's floating but she catches it and keeps it above the floor. Looking back to Rey, ]
Uh, I'm... picking weeds.
[ She even holds the one she's holding up, freshly pulled. Not the most glamorous of jobs but someone has to do it. ]