[Rey watches the hairbrush float off the counter and follows it with her eyes back to his hand, and when he gestures at the room she glances in that direction too. It doesn't take long to figure out what Obi-Wan means--she's poorly socialized, not stupid--but she hesitates for a good couple of seconds nonetheless.
With almost anyone else, she'd refuse. Come up with an excuse and escape. Avoid closeness with another person the way she usually does. But this is Obi-Wan. Other than Finn, he's the closest thing to family she has on this planet. If she can trust anyone, it's Obi-Wan.
Rey paws a bit a her hair self-conscious as she slinks into the sitting room, shoulders scrunched like a scolded puppy.] It's not that bad, is it?
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With almost anyone else, she'd refuse. Come up with an excuse and escape. Avoid closeness with another person the way she usually does. But this is Obi-Wan. Other than Finn, he's the closest thing to family she has on this planet. If she can trust anyone, it's Obi-Wan.
Rey paws a bit a her hair self-conscious as she slinks into the sitting room, shoulders scrunched like a scolded puppy.] It's not that bad, is it?