[ Rey finds herself blinking back wetness in her eyes at Luke's assurance. She'd love to believe the truth of it; that nothing so entirely out of their control will damage their friendship. Maybe it will even prove true so long as they're here. ]

Thank you, Luke. I'm going to have to talk to a few others about this later -- Ezra, at least, deserves to know, and I don't want anyone from home to ever be able to accuse me of having hidden anything. But you've made it easier to begin.

[ She's still a little shaken by everything, but the siren call of pastry cannot be ignored forever. She picks hers up and bites into it gratefully, and manages not to stuff the entire thing into her mouth like the starving gremlin she used to be only because she's not quite back to herself. Give her time. ]