She says, immediately, shifting to a slower pace in her truck, so she can focus on what she's saying a little better.
"You can't be a warden here and not have questions. Part of your job, when you're assigned an inmate, is going to be to protect them from the things that happen here, fighting tooth and nail and with every bone in your body. Most of us begin to resent, or even hate the system, as it is- just think of it this way. You're here to save one person. Leaving won't do a thing for them."
There's no considering for that, she says it immediately and with conviction. She can't leave. She'll fight her way back if she's taken before she's finished here, tooth and nail just like Furiosa said. It's the only way she knows how to fight, so at least there's something comforting about that being what's expected of her.
Tommy isn't much of a surprise after the breach and their conversations even before that, but Furiosa offering herself as a source of comfort does surprise Rey. Her eyes go wide, her mouth even drops open a little, and it takes her a second to collect herself.
"You don't even know me," she finally says, and the engines are so loud it almost gets lost in the noise with how quiet her voice is.
She tells her, glancing sideways at her, and admitting;
"And I have- beliefs, that I grew up with, about women and other women, particularly older women with younger. You work here, with me, that means we're on the same road, and I've been on it a few months longer than you. That means we're in it with one another."
Again, it's not what Rey is expecting. It sounds so true, and if Tommy trusts this woman enough to want Rey to meet her that's got to mean something. But there's more to it than that, something Rey never really expected to find.
"No one has ever said that to me and meant it," she admits, because that's what has her so unsure about this when there's a part of her deep down that just wants to accept it. "No one helps each other on Jakku, you're lucky if someone moves your body if you drop dead in the sand."
But Furiosa means it, and she's starting to learn to trust people here. Putting her faith in them is still difficult, but it's a step she wants to learn to take.
"If were in it together, that means this goes both ways. You have to let me help you too."
"I'll try not to be. I've never asked for help before."
She's never had anyone to ask for help, so dealing with her own problems is just something Rey does without considering other paths to take. It's been her, only her, since she was five years old and that's a habit that won't be easily broken.
With support from someone like Furiosa, though, it doesn't seem quite so impossible.
"You get used to it more quickly than you think strictly possible. Someone here once told me that we all are likely to underestimate our ability to change- inmates and wardens alike."
She says, with a thin smile.
"That's my last bit of advice- expect to feel yourself change. Don't resent it. You're asking them to, after all."
"I think I've changed a great deal. I know how to express things now that I would never have been able to say at home. I've never had trouble reaching others- but I've been allowed to know so many. That's been new. And it's made me different."
Rey knows absolutely that she came here scowling and wary and that's just recently something that's started to fade. It took her nearly a month and a half to even start considering people here people she liked, and one or two have become people who might be friends, but for the most part? She's just not good at being around a lot of people.
"I don't see much of a scowl now," Rey says, smiling a little as she glances towards the other woman. "In fact, I think I'd call you nice."
That makes her laugh- not because it isn't true, but because it maybe is. She was often good back home, but she was never precisely nice. But here, she has had a chance to learn the edges of it. She can still be brusque, and temperamental, but she has certainly learned how to be supportive as well.
"Tommy has stories. You have my permission to ask him for any of them."
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She says, immediately, shifting to a slower pace in her truck, so she can focus on what she's saying a little better.
"You can't be a warden here and not have questions. Part of your job, when you're assigned an inmate, is going to be to protect them from the things that happen here, fighting tooth and nail and with every bone in your body. Most of us begin to resent, or even hate the system, as it is- just think of it this way. You're here to save one person. Leaving won't do a thing for them."
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There's no considering for that, she says it immediately and with conviction. She can't leave. She'll fight her way back if she's taken before she's finished here, tooth and nail just like Furiosa said. It's the only way she knows how to fight, so at least there's something comforting about that being what's expected of her.
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Is what she means.
"Tommy and I in particular, but the others, as well."
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"You don't even know me," she finally says, and the engines are so loud it almost gets lost in the noise with how quiet her voice is.
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She tells her, glancing sideways at her, and admitting;
"And I have- beliefs, that I grew up with, about women and other women, particularly older women with younger. You work here, with me, that means we're on the same road, and I've been on it a few months longer than you. That means we're in it with one another."
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"No one has ever said that to me and meant it," she admits, because that's what has her so unsure about this when there's a part of her deep down that just wants to accept it. "No one helps each other on Jakku, you're lucky if someone moves your body if you drop dead in the sand."
But Furiosa means it, and she's starting to learn to trust people here. Putting her faith in them is still difficult, but it's a step she wants to learn to take.
"If were in it together, that means this goes both ways. You have to let me help you too."
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She agrees, with an approving nod.
"We're doing the impossible, here. It takes standing on one anothers' shoulders."
Which she trusts. Believes in. Wants to relearn, since the last few years haven't precisely given her the chance for it.
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She's never had anyone to ask for help, so dealing with her own problems is just something Rey does without considering other paths to take. It's been her, only her, since she was five years old and that's a habit that won't be easily broken.
With support from someone like Furiosa, though, it doesn't seem quite so impossible.
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She says, with a thin smile.
"That's my last bit of advice- expect to feel yourself change. Don't resent it. You're asking them to, after all."
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She surprises herself a little, admitting that, but it is true.
"Do you think you've changed much since coming here?"
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She admits, thinking it over.
"I think I came here scowling and wary."
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"I don't see much of a scowl now," Rey says, smiling a little as she glances towards the other woman. "In fact, I think I'd call you nice."
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"Tommy has stories. You have my permission to ask him for any of them."