The thing he thinks is all about him isn't, and the thing he doesn't think is about him is. Works out perfectly.

"That's good." She lights up a little, just happy for him and focusing on the nice thing Han said and Ben's hand on hers. But there are questions to answer and they're embarrassing for her because she felt childish about them. But she'll be honest.

"I was jealous of Rey." No, not over you. Gawd. "It felt like she could already do everything I could, you know? Engineering, piloting, fighting. I had special powers over her for about twelve seconds before it turned out she had some too. And she just seemed comfortable with the ship and Han and, you know, this entire galaxy in ways I'm not or in ways that took longer at least. It made me feel...replaceable." Glancing at him. "So, when she got annoyed about us I didn't try to see where she was coming from or hold myself in check. I just yelled back."

Her other hand comes up self consciously to brush back her hair. "And I was running from the way I was starting to feel about you."