albinomilksnake | STAR WARS: possible spoiler warning

Hey, the record holds true so far. [She was the one that outmaneuvered a tie fighter enough for him to gun it down; she was the one who fixed the ship, who believed in him, who asked him to stay, knowing what he really was-- she was the one that took down Kylo Ren, and brought him home. He'll never have any problem spelling out the bottom line, that is how he never would have gotten anywhere if not for her having his back.

He pulls away slightly, no more than an inch or two, hands still settled near her hips.]

You know they made me a hero around here?

[Talk about a segue change, but he's been waiting for months to show off that notch in his belt.]

I didn't. [Despite her words, there is no measure of surprise in Rey's face. For all Finn accomplished in a short time, he absolutely deserves to be praised as a hero. In her mind, he is a hero, someone deserving of acclaim and attention. Everything she accomplished, he had managed first. He knew what to do, even if he went to walk away.

But only briefly. It's the "briefly" that matters to her now.]

I hope you haven't gotten too big of a head about it. [She says that, knowing full well he hasn't.] Though I'm glad that they've been reminding you that you have something to be proud of.

[In her absence. It's important.]

Nahh. [Mild and dismissive, flashing the sharp edge of his teeth when he grins.] I mean aside from getting everything I own covered in solid gold, I think I'm still pretty humble.

[In truth, he doesn't own much, and none of it's plated with anything, let alone gold. But he likes his bunk, and he likes having more than just a locker full of assigned, identical gear, and he likes-- more than anything else-- the company he keeps these days. The idea that they're all doing something good for the galaxy without having to go off the deep end, restricting everyone and ruling everything with an iron, unfeeling fist.]

I'll have to remake your lightsaber to match, then, [she says, rolling with the joke just the same.] I should have checked in to see if there were any big changes. [Rey fakes being woeful with these words.] Though I don't know how well gold can handle the power of the crystal. If you really have so much of it, you'll have to give some up for ... experiments.

[Her eyebrows raise and lower with those final words.

Even if he hasn't really covered his everything in gold, it's still fun to pretend he has just the same. On Jakku, she had heard others who were friendly with one another engage in banter like this. When Finn arrived, they had fallen into it quickly and naturally ... and she had missed it during her training with Luke. She has her own rapport with Luke. Oh, and Chewie, too. But it's nothing like this, where friendship should be like a machine that lacks any oil—yet somehow, with Finn, it's like it's always been that way in the first place.

She realizes that she's really very lucky to have him. And that he's here, alive, able to stand, able to hug her—she's really truly lucky.]

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[He stops, blinks past the joke, trying to figure out something that isn't exactly transparent. Looks down, then up again, dropping his hand from her side to hold up the saber still held tightly in his palm.]

--these things run on crystals?

[Seriously??? No. No way. That can't be right. It's tech, it's-- something ancient and cultivated, not something someone just pulled out of the freaking ground.]

Kyber crystals, [she reiterates.] It's a little more complicated than all of that, and you have to be careful about the quality of the crystal you acquire. [Rey had some theories about the lightsaber that she had come up against when she fought Kylo Ren, but she's not completely positive about it.]

There are more mechanical aspects to it. I could show you how to make one of your own in time. It's really quite simple, especially with the Force guiding you. [She hadn't had her doubts, but now that she can tap into the Force, she had felt it approving of her actions along the way.

It had been nice.]

So... [Finn starts, lifting his opposite hand to scrub thoughtfully at his cheek, effectively releasing her from his grip.] what if we got like fifty of these crystals.

Put them all together. Made some kind of super saber.

[They could wreck the First Order with it, probably. Or if not that, at least Kylo Ren and his barely-working one.]

[Rey pauses to consider it, but then she shakes her head. The crystal itself had been small enough, fitting almost so easily into the palm of her hand that she wondered if she might lose it before she got around to building her lightsaber.]

That wouldn't leave much room for ... not destroying things. We're meant to show compassion. [And mercy.

Even if she's stood at the edge of a cliff and wished that she could show Kylo Ren anything but that.]

Well if we don't turn it on we're not not being compassionate.

[And screw Ren. Whatever was up with that lightsaber of his, all Finn knows is that he wants something better. Bigger. Whatever it took to keep Rey safe, and the Resistance along with her.]

Just saying.

Well, we'd need to activate the Force in all of the crystals. [That is one catch.] What if it doesn't let us? Then again, the Sith were allowed to command the Force. I might be too hopeful about that.

[About too much power concentrated in one place.

But she could feel the Hosnian System die, even if she couldn't understand just what she had been experiencing at the time.]

[He almost argues that he was able to turn on Luke's saber without a single problem, no crystal anything required-- and so was she-- but then he remembers why they're having this conversation in the first place and figures it's...probably not relevant.]

Kylo Ren, he's Sith, right?

[Everything he'd heard about Vader and Luke-- about the Force in general-- it was all via vids approved by the First Order. He doesn't doubt there's a lot more to the story than what he actually saw.]

I don't know. [She can't give him absolute affirmation because Kylo Ren hasn't taken a "darth" name. Furthermore, there are the Knights of Ren, who, according to Luke, function in a completely different way than the Sith. They aren't limiting their numbers, but Rey doesn't know why.]

He's connected to the Dark side of the Force, but I think it's ... different. I don't know how. [And those types of lessons were only things she'd hear at the trading post on Jakku. She's not exactly an expert in the matter.]

STAR WARS: possible spoiler warning

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