thatwaslucky | Batuu, and then not- Wednesday

The good news was that the Falcon was up and running before they got word that the First Order had landed on Batuu and were looking for members of the Resistance.

There'd been a scramble. They actually did have recruits onplanet that they suddenly had to secretly give direction to in order to get them safely to the base on Pacara, and it'd been decided that Rey should be the one to record that message. She'd argued that for about thirty seconds before getting over herself and doing it. (She hadn't even known there was a base on Pacara. Where was Pacara?) And while Rey really didn't want to leave anyone behind- planets helping the Resistance didn't get off easy- the moment she sensed Kylo Ren there, she knew she was more of a liability than anything.

It was the first time they'd been in the same general space in over a year, and there were all sorts of feelings to be had over that, but she'd severed that connection as soon as it had registered and hoped that was enough.

The Falcon took off and left the planet only getting shot at a few times and without too much trouble otherwise, making a couple jumps just to throw the First Order off their trail if they'd been followed. Once they seemed to be clear, Chewie left the cockpit to join BB-8 check on some things.

"Well," Rey said with a sigh, "hopefully that was a positive trip until that last part."

[For the guy!]

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She gave his hand another little squeeze at that, and since they'd just been talking about the drama queen in her life, asked, "Did his methods ever bother you?"

"No, not really. I didn't always agree with him but I understood him. I was probably the only person still alive who did," Silver said. "Which of course is nothing compared to having a literal connection with someone's mind like you do."

That sounded like an actual nightmare.

"That's actually about how I would describe this," Rey admitted. "Just... actually being able to see why they're like this."

Which worked both ways. Super fun.

"Can he reach you while you're on the island?" Silver asked. "Mentally, I mean."

Rey nodded. "Last time we talked I was in my apartment and he wasn't. He doesn't know where I am, though."

Silver frowned. "I really hate not being able to do anything about that."

"It doesn't happen often. I can handle him," she promised, and asked lightly, "Feeling protective?"

Silver smiled slightly. "A little. But I know you can handle yourself."

"I appreciate that," she smiled, getting up to lean across the seats to kiss him. "Both of those things."

Silver smiled. He felt kind of useless in the whole situation, but it wasn't an unfamiliar feeling for him. At least Rey seemed okay with him just offering words of support.

"The drama of it aside, can I say I really liked watching you be all in charge when you were recording that message?"

"I did not feel in charge," she said with a little laugh.

"You looked like it," he said. "That's the important thing."

"That's good to know." It actually was. "I think half the time I'm working on adrenaline and half the time I think I look like I don't know what I'm doing."

"You are far from the only person that feels that way, I think," Silver said. "Most people are just making it up as they go along."

"Which makes sense," she allowed, and smiled. "I like that you liked it, though."

"I like seeing you in action. I can see why they put so much trust in you." Selfishly, he hoped that she would never have to see him do the same thing. She was at least worthy of that trust while Silver's reputation was built on lies.