That's the damn truth! Swollen, she can deal with, because the swelling will fade fairly quickly. But the sight of that glass embedded into his palm is something that Rey is going remember forever.

A few days, she thinks, not long, and it will have healed enough to get back to work as usual. But until it does, she'll offer her hands in any way she can, just to be of assistance. That is, unless he bristles at the suggestion, in which case, she'll step back, metaphorical tail between her legs.

Rey murmurs her thank you to Chewie, as well, and sets to searching the medkit for bacta and bandage alike.