Are you sure you actually want me to come with you? You're not making a very convincing case.

[ This is delivered bluntly. Out of anyone else, it might be a joke, but Rey is very serious. At this point she feels pretty confident in saying that he's not entirely sold on it himself right now — as a result, his efforts to evangelize her feel … lacking. Soulless. She surveys him, partly in skepticism and partly in measure of his abilities.

And there's something else there too.

She's realizing that this daily routine — scavenging, scrapping parts — it's all more doable with company. This doesn't feel half as agonizing. Partly because of the conversation, partly because now that she's done the hard work of removing it, he can be the one to carry the component.

It's hard to balance that with her uncertainty about joining him. His presence matters to her, makes her life a little bit better in ways she can't help but notice, yet she's not sure that anything he's actually offering is right for her at all because of all their mutual hang-ups. What a wild ride. ]

Maybe you should just stay here instead.