And as poorly as Rey has been doing, she hasn't even noticed. It's something she'll feel bad for later, but it's also going to be just one more drop in bucket because it seems to her like everything these last few months has been something to make him worry about her.
She hates that, honestly.
"I wish we were still on the island," she says quietly, eyes fluttering shut despite how hard she tries to keep them open. They were happy there, and she was warm, and she could see a real sky whenever she looked up instead of stars that weren't real or metal ceilings.
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Date: 2016-08-01 05:25 pm (UTC)She hates that, honestly.
"I wish we were still on the island," she says quietly, eyes fluttering shut despite how hard she tries to keep them open. They were happy there, and she was warm, and she could see a real sky whenever she looked up instead of stars that weren't real or metal ceilings.