[For one short moment, Rey considers making an excuse to leave. Work to do. Errands to run. She could come up with something. But he'd see through it just as quickly as he saw through her first attempt, and then he'd be even more insistent. Or worse, take it personally. She'd be forced to explain her trepidation just to make sure he didn't misunderstand, and if she's going to have to do that regardless, well... she'll take the option that involves tea.
Rey pulls her arms back with an expression that is definitely not a pout, does not sigh heavily, and certainly doesn't brush sulkily past Kylo through his door.]
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Rey pulls her arms back with an expression that is definitely not a pout, does not sigh heavily, and certainly doesn't brush sulkily past Kylo through his door.]
Tea sounds great.