[ She knows that she shouldn't feel disappointed, but — her shoulders sink a little when he asks that. She closes up the pouch on her belt and shakes her head. It's not that she had — well, yes. She had hoped, just a little, that something remarkable was about to happen.

She doesn't let it discourage her. Instead, she offered him an apologetic smile. ]

I don't have anything to trade today, I'm afraid.

[ Everyone at Niima Outpost knew that Rey was willing to trade her portions for stories about the Rebellion. They kept her as full as the vegmeat did. But not today, when she's been paid so poorly, and when she's realized that the fact that Unkar Plutt no longer owns her contract does not mean her life will get any better.

A voice behind her shouts, "Rey! I have a job for you!" and she turns to look back towards where Plutt is coming out of his exchange booth. Looking at Ben again, she offers him an apologetic wave. ]

I really have to go. I'm sorry. I hope you find what you're looking for.