She continues to frown at the glass, but the gulp she took is warming her from the inside out and chasing away the cold she hadn't realized she'd been feeling until now. She's never had a drink like this before, but it's impossible to ignore it's helping her let go of the last remaining bits of tension.

So she takes another drink, smaller this time, and still makes a face at the burn of it, but this time she's prepared. When she looks at him again, notices how closely he's watching her, she remembers for once in her life that manners are a thing.

"Thank you." The way she says it is a little rough, like she's not used to saying it. She's absolutely not because no one does nice things on Jakku, no one helps people, and she's been here around a month now and she's still not used to people being decent in any way.