"All right." Rey chooses a rock a few feet to the left of her previous target, lines her arm up and shoots. With her focus on the target, it's easy to judge the distance, determine the best position to fire. She can feel exactly where the rock is in relation to her — the way she always knows where her hand is, even when it's out of sight. The shots hit perfectly, and she turns back to Han.
"If I put all my attention in my arm, I lose my sense of the target," she says. Despite her phrasing, she clearly hasn't connected that "sense" of her target with her force-sensitivity. Her ability to sense where objects are in relation to her has been a part of her entire life; it's one of the skills that made her such a talented scavenger on Jakku. She could retrieve scrap from dangerous locations, climbing confidently where others wouldn't dare. It feels nothing like her experiences with the mind-fuckery side of the Force. "Shouldn't I be keeping my attention on it?"
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"If I put all my attention in my arm, I lose my sense of the target," she says. Despite her phrasing, she clearly hasn't connected that "sense" of her target with her force-sensitivity. Her ability to sense where objects are in relation to her has been a part of her entire life; it's one of the skills that made her such a talented scavenger on Jakku. She could retrieve scrap from dangerous locations, climbing confidently where others wouldn't dare. It feels nothing like her experiences with the mind-fuckery side of the Force. "Shouldn't I be keeping my attention on it?"