thisavrou | video; after the savrii invite the moirans to their home

[it's been a while since rey has shown her face on the network. this will be the first time she's used the TAB to do so, and she's unceremoniously stuck it to bb-9's... face. the droid beeps softly, letting rey know that the video is recording. the scavenger is sitting cross-legged with her back to a wall, her staff laid across her knees and her pack beside her. she does not look pleased. in fact, she is frowning very deeply. she isn't very comfortable actually talking to people, but this is important, so she's making the effort.]

Wasn't there a point to all this?

[she pauses, knowing she should probably be more specific.]

The planets, the months of travel, everything— [her voice has been getting louder, so she stops for a breath. she has to calm herself down, pushing flyaway hairs from her face.]

We were supposed to be able to go home. We wasted a fracking year on that moon—if we'd gotten here a year sooner, would this all have been the same? We all saw the corpses on the way here. They died for this—some of us died for this. Coming to this hub, finding this working Ingress... that was supposed to be the end. But now we're just going to go to another planet, another unknown, and what? Live there? Or will there be another promise made, another contract to sign? Another delay to our return?

That's shit. We all know it's shit.

[rey sighs, closing her eyes and not speaking for a few more moments. she's tired, and just wants to go back to jakku. she just wants to go back to her old life, since what was supposed to be her new life seems nigh impossible now. she reaches forward to shut off the TAB, mumbling one more sentence under her breath:]

Why wasn't it the end?

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There is always a point.

[So says the voice of the old Crusader. Firm and solid as ever, despite how gentle he tries to make his tone.]

[This is not something to charge forward into.]

We can't see it now, I think. But there is always a point.

[man you should have been a jedi. you'd fit right in with all this wisdom you're spouting. but she's sick of wisdom right now, of "the force does things for a reason" or any variation of that.]

Bantha fodder.

Ooh, I have not heard that one. What does it mean?

[If he's offended by her tone, he doesn't show it.]

[boy howdy does she not have the patience for this]

Tell me what planet you're from and maybe I can phrase it better.

[You kids and your lack of patience wow.]

No need, I think I can guess.

... but, don't lose hope, my friend. Please.

I'm not your friend.

[there isn't any bite to the words, it's just fact. they aren't all friends, they can't even all trust each other. they just happen to all be in the same awful predicament.]

Everyone tells me that. I think I am too set in my ways to change it.

[Sorry I call everyone 'friend', in other words.]

[she knows what it's like to be set in one's ways.]

Yeah, well. Vague wisdom still doesn't ever really help.

If I could, I would offer more than that.

[That's sincere.]

Is there anything I could do? Even to listen, if you need.

[nobody ever offers to listen to her--and she can't even imagine what she'd say.]

No. [a moment passes] But thanks.

Very well. But -- the offer stands.

Should you need it, call for Reinhardt. [A beat, and then he adds, with utmost sincerity:] That is me.

[he's so... earnest. it's a personality trait she isn't used to. but it makes her smile just a little.]

I'm Rey.

[And that is worth it. Even if she doesn't accept his offer right away, that alone is worth it.]

It is a pleasure, my friend Rey. Though, I wish it were in better times.

I don't think I've ever met anyone new at a good time.

No?

I am so sorry.

It's just how things have worked out. Nothing to be sorry about.

Then you have my sympathies instead.

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