[Wow. Rey has to admit, he doesn't look well. At all. Is it normal for people to get this sick? Nobody else is acting like he's on death's door, so she's been assuming.... Well, anyway, this is bound to make him feel better. She takes a quick breath to settle herself and starts.]

I've decided.... Since Kylo Ren and that lightsaber are both my responsibility, I'll handle getting it back from him from here. I know you've been worrying. I don't want to put more on you than I already have. I appreciate all your help, I really, really do, but you don't have to worry about it any more.