[ She smiles, imagining it. It's hard to picture without a strong sense of Skywalker's face, but she can imagine the anticlimax and the groans of the students who expected something more like what Rey had paid for on Jakku.
She opens her eyes again to look up at him, breathing him in, and — ]
same thing
She opens her eyes again to look up at him, breathing him in, and — ]
Will you still be my teacher when we get there?