[Rey listens, falling into a sort of awestruck silence. She would often sing to herself at night when she was alone, a small child missing her parents. No one was there to sing to her. The song she's just heard reminds her of that time, and makes her long for a mother that never is coming back for her.
She's so far from home now.
Emotion catches in her chest and she holds it there, shakily smiling in Lorem's direction.]
It's beautiful.
[The words come out tight, as she tries to keep tears from building in her eyes.]
I wish -
[It's getting harder to talk without a tremble to her voice.]
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She's so far from home now.
Emotion catches in her chest and she holds it there, shakily smiling in Lorem's direction.]
It's beautiful.
[The words come out tight, as she tries to keep tears from building in her eyes.]
I wish -
[It's getting harder to talk without a tremble to her voice.]
I wish I had heard it as a child.