[That makes her smile, huff out a small laugh as she watches the easy way Clara moves, how at home in her own skin she is. It seems so easy for her to just open herself up like this, to just be friendly with a stranger for no reason other than she's just that kind.

It reminds her of Finn, but it's a little different too. It's familiar and warm, and...

Ah. Leia. It reminds her of Leia. She takes the berry and can't help smiling, soft and charmed but just a little melancholy. She wishes she had been able to say goodbye.]

I think to name it after me it'd have to be a little more bitter, but I also think I'm learning better than to tell you no. Reyberries it is.