[Rey bangs hard on a loose part — both to prove that she is working, fuck you very much, and also because it gives her great satisfaction to imagine that she's banging his stupid head. But then she closes her eyes and goes back to counting her heartbeats until she's calm. Don't let him get a rise out of you, Han had told her. Though she had resented — and still resents — the imperative, when really it's Kylo Ren who should be told not to be awful to other people, the manta nonetheless steadies her, keeps her calm.
There's no reason to react to what he's saying. She's safe in the heart of the Millennium Falcon, surrounded by its comforting hum. It doesn't matter if anyone else is on her side; as long as she has a ship to work on, she has everything she needs.]
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There's no reason to react to what he's saying. She's safe in the heart of the Millennium Falcon, surrounded by its comforting hum. It doesn't matter if anyone else is on her side; as long as she has a ship to work on, she has everything she needs.]