The idea that anyone could be less worldly than Rey struck her as funny, but she didn't say as much. She liked to think that no one would look at her and assume she was naive. So if that was the way Luke had meant it, she'll take his word for it, though it was still something of a difficult mental image when compared to the stories she'd heard of how he'd go on to save the galaxy.

She also tried not to think of how long ago it had been since Luke had been her age. That made her feel odd, though she had no rational reason as to why.

"She didn't tell me how she got it," Rey explained. "But then I was sort of... preoccupied at the time, so I might not have been listening. It's all a little hazy." Except it wasn't. She just liked to pretend that it was hazy, since it felt as though she somehow had less responsibility that way.

"I only know that it had called out to me, and no matter how hard I ran... well, I still wound up with it, in the end. Maybe it just knew that I would be able to reunite it with you, though that might be giving it too much credit, for it not being sentient."