[ Quiet settles over them again and rather than push the subject further, he leans into it.
He doesn't know Faith, doesn't know her story--and even if he did it's debatable how much of an interest he could muster. He didn't share Rey's bleeding heart, his capacity for empathy worn down to a nub over the years.
Even so, there was nothing to say they couldn't pass the next few minutes (possibly hours) in one another's company. It was a large roof, after all. ]
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He doesn't know Faith, doesn't know her story--and even if he did it's debatable how much of an interest he could muster. He didn't share Rey's bleeding heart, his capacity for empathy worn down to a nub over the years.
Even so, there was nothing to say they couldn't pass the next few minutes (possibly hours) in one another's company. It was a large roof, after all. ]