[He raises his hand, palm out, gentle request for quiet cut neatly by Rey's demand.]

Belive me, if the General wants something she'll ask for it.

[And with that he uses his knuckles to push the tray a little closer to Finn- but not out from under Rey's clever hands entirely.]

I'm grounded for two days. And I'm not allowed to so much as touch a report, apparently.

[Which had seemed a little harder when he'd first got the order. Stupid, since he'd seen enough of the ground troops around to guess Finn was here.

And for all the words are said with an easy, casual way, by the end of them his smiles gone just crooked enough to be suggestive. He'd be happy for something as suggestive as just listening to them talk, or holding hands under the table or going for a walk around base, but, well. Didn't usually pan out that way.]