[ Wow. What a prime choice of phrasing, made worse by the impression of his mother's presence humming persistently around him. Rey gapes openly, confident she's heard him incorrectly.
Fortunately for all parties involved, his state of mind doesn't take her down a dirty road of imagining what sleeping with her in a less than innocent scenario entails. Even without the misinterpretation, she still feels as though a fuse in her brain has blown. Sharing a bed isn't on her list of usual activities, and she wouldn't even know where to begin. She feels it's obvious that Bad Idea is stamped all across that suggestion for how discomforting it will be for either of them to crawl into a bed together. ]
You don't want that. [ She doesn't sound so convinced of that fact. It lilts questioningly instead, baffled and thrown off-kilter. ] Don't you want privacy? Space that's your own?
[ Someone please appreciate that she wasn't reduced to just blabbing 'what' and only 'what' out of her mouth. ]
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Fortunately for all parties involved, his state of mind doesn't take her down a dirty road of imagining what sleeping with her in a less than innocent scenario entails. Even without the misinterpretation, she still feels as though a fuse in her brain has blown. Sharing a bed isn't on her list of usual activities, and she wouldn't even know where to begin. She feels it's obvious that Bad Idea is stamped all across that suggestion for how discomforting it will be for either of them to crawl into a bed together. ]
You don't want that. [ She doesn't sound so convinced of that fact. It lilts questioningly instead, baffled and thrown off-kilter. ] Don't you want privacy? Space that's your own?
[ Someone please appreciate that she wasn't reduced to just blabbing 'what' and only 'what' out of her mouth. ]