[ Rey trots up behind the droid, watching her little friend before glancing up at the person the astromech has decided to stop. ]
BB-8, what are you -
[ But then she does glance up, skin growing cold as ice at the sound of a voice that was all too familiar from a face that was all too young, and all too impossible to exist.
Among the living, anyway.
Rey blinks, staring at him - at this sight that was clearly some kind of trick, a ruse to disarm her. She won't have it. ]
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BB-8, what are you -
[ But then she does glance up, skin growing cold as ice at the sound of a voice that was all too familiar from a face that was all too young, and all too impossible to exist.
Among the living, anyway.
Rey blinks, staring at him - at this sight that was clearly some kind of trick, a ruse to disarm her. She won't have it. ]
...Who are you?