Rey wouldn't be very disposed to behaving disrespectfully, anyway. She's the newcomer on the ship, she treats Chewie with the same amount of respect that she does Han. But it would be a lie to say that she's glad that their relationship is out in the open, because it was exceptionally difficult to try to hide it before - no way that the Wookie didn't know exactly what was going on.

She slips into the bunk, trying to find a comfortable position in which to lay before Han joins her, which turns out to be much sooner than she was anticipating. All the better, though, so that they can find some rest together. It's been a long day for both of them.

There's no helping her pleased little smile, and no hiding the way she looks him over from head to foot, appreciative of the sight. And she flips the blanket off, inviting him into bed.