Rey didn't really spend all that much time in front of a mirror while growing up. And even if she had, she'd seen all sorts of people when she visited the Niima Outpost. While she still thought of her former boss as an ugly blobfish, that had more to do with the fact that he was a reprehensible cheat who routinely pitted the scavengers against one another, and less to do with his actual appearance. She did think him ugly, but his personality hadn't really helped make it easy to look at him.
Whatever most people considered attractive, though, was beyond her. She was used to her own face, and so she had no real opinion of it whatsoever. Finn and Han and even Chewie had been nicer to look at than most of the people she saw on a day to day basis, but it wasn't as though she'd had much in the way of calm, private moments with any of them before someone would start shooting or yelling or shooting while yelling.
Luke, though.... She'd meant what she'd said, about the sense of kindness hiding behind his gruff features. He'd eventually relented and agreed to teach her about the Force, after all, and despite how hard he had to work to gather his food resources, he shared them freely enough. And despite their rather rocky start, Rey got the impression that he actually wanted her around, and no one had ever made her feel that way before.
She could see the crinkling around his eyes indicative of an oncoming smile, and it made Rey smile back at him in return. There it was. That easy, sweet expression that made it so clear to see what kind of person he'd been in his youth, before his alleged failures had jaded him. Before she could say anything about it, she felt his fingers brushing against hers, and that disorienting flood of another person's emotions washed over her.
Instinctively gripping his hand, Rey closed her eyes to get a better feel for what he was sharing with her, unknowingly leaving herself wide open. They were both lonely, yes, but Rey's loneliness had always been interrupted by a sudden and seemingly unending flood of people, overwhelming her and making her retreat into herself even more. But since coming to Ahch-To, she'd finally had the chance to talk to someone one on one, to get to know someone and feel comfortable with him, and the bond she'd formed with Luke subsequently became stronger than any she'd ever had with anyone before. She hadn't expected any of her only partly-formed feelings to be reciprocated, but after finding out that they were, she had no qualms with taking things further and moving towards the next logical step.
She just... didn't know what that was.
Hazy, half-formed dreams were the best idea she had, so she thought back on those, though all that had really made sense to her and so stuck with her had been feelings, sensations and sounds that she'd only ever experienced in the privacy of her own bunk. She knew that probably wasn't the most appropriate thing to fall back on, but hopefully Luke would understand that her experience with any sort of intimacy was non-existent, and so it wasn't as though she necessarily had a strong drive to jump straight into that sort of thing without any sort of lead-up.
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Whatever most people considered attractive, though, was beyond her. She was used to her own face, and so she had no real opinion of it whatsoever. Finn and Han and even Chewie had been nicer to look at than most of the people she saw on a day to day basis, but it wasn't as though she'd had much in the way of calm, private moments with any of them before someone would start shooting or yelling or shooting while yelling.
Luke, though.... She'd meant what she'd said, about the sense of kindness hiding behind his gruff features. He'd eventually relented and agreed to teach her about the Force, after all, and despite how hard he had to work to gather his food resources, he shared them freely enough. And despite their rather rocky start, Rey got the impression that he actually wanted her around, and no one had ever made her feel that way before.
She could see the crinkling around his eyes indicative of an oncoming smile, and it made Rey smile back at him in return. There it was. That easy, sweet expression that made it so clear to see what kind of person he'd been in his youth, before his alleged failures had jaded him. Before she could say anything about it, she felt his fingers brushing against hers, and that disorienting flood of another person's emotions washed over her.
Instinctively gripping his hand, Rey closed her eyes to get a better feel for what he was sharing with her, unknowingly leaving herself wide open. They were both lonely, yes, but Rey's loneliness had always been interrupted by a sudden and seemingly unending flood of people, overwhelming her and making her retreat into herself even more. But since coming to Ahch-To, she'd finally had the chance to talk to someone one on one, to get to know someone and feel comfortable with him, and the bond she'd formed with Luke subsequently became stronger than any she'd ever had with anyone before. She hadn't expected any of her only partly-formed feelings to be reciprocated, but after finding out that they were, she had no qualms with taking things further and moving towards the next logical step.
She just... didn't know what that was.
Hazy, half-formed dreams were the best idea she had, so she thought back on those, though all that had really made sense to her and so stuck with her had been feelings, sensations and sounds that she'd only ever experienced in the privacy of her own bunk. She knew that probably wasn't the most appropriate thing to fall back on, but hopefully Luke would understand that her experience with any sort of intimacy was non-existent, and so it wasn't as though she necessarily had a strong drive to jump straight into that sort of thing without any sort of lead-up.