I didn't—[She cuts off her protest quickly, thoroughly giving up any hope of explaining herself. She goes with something much more vague.] I didn't say that.

[How can she explain now, when the entire joke was based around the idea that something so frivolous and fancy as a soft velvet cape wouldn't suit Kylo, and it's becoming increasingly, painfully obvious that it does. All the things about the garment she thought would be laughably over-the-top somehow just... fit, and the flowers at his feet don't help. And worse, it's clear that he likes the stupid thing. Even without the red sparks or flowers, Rey would be able to tell he's pleased from the way he's nearly preening.

She can't answer his unspoken question, and meets his look with an expression of bewilderment not unlike when he took off his helmet for the first time. Not because she doesn't want to answer, or because she didn't understand what he's asking. She simply has no answer, at least not one she can figure out how to put into words. So she avoids it. And blurts out something practical. Something easier.]

You can wear it on either shoulder. I wasn't sure, with your—[She gestures vaguely to her right arm.] I didn't know which arm you'd want free.