And yet, she's disappeared without a word. She's sequestered herself away from everything and everyone, and she's allowing herself to wallow in her unease - the fear of what might come to pass if she really was the cause of his injuries, however inadvertently they'd occurred.
Rey would have stayed to assist, but he sounded as though he'd rather do it himself - and, honestly, she couldn't figure out if that meant that her presence was wanted, or not, and ... wasn't this the safer choice?
But then she hears him cry out, and her blood runs cold in her veins. Before she thinks about it, before she can stop herself, she's up and moving, almost desperate in her attempt to find him, to help, to take that pain away.
Back to the galley she goes, far less hesitantly than she'd found him before. "Han? I heard you - are you okay? Please be okay ... "
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Date: 2016-09-04 09:39 pm (UTC)Rey would have stayed to assist, but he sounded as though he'd rather do it himself - and, honestly, she couldn't figure out if that meant that her presence was wanted, or not, and ... wasn't this the safer choice?
But then she hears him cry out, and her blood runs cold in her veins. Before she thinks about it, before she can stop herself, she's up and moving, almost desperate in her attempt to find him, to help, to take that pain away.
Back to the galley she goes, far less hesitantly than she'd found him before. "Han? I heard you - are you okay? Please be okay ... "