[The guard as he was instructed leaving behind an upset Rey in the presence of her least favorite person. She wanted to hate him, but it wasn't worth her energy. Rather, her gaze turned cold, moving to sit on the floor to grab some of the bread on her tray. He would not get under her skin, he wouldn't get a rise out of her.]
By who? You?
[She let out a light scoff, breaking eye contact from him and taking a bite of her food.]
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Date: 2016-11-26 01:49 am (UTC)By who? You?
[She let out a light scoff, breaking eye contact from him and taking a bite of her food.]
No. The answer will always be no, Ben.