Rey's childhood had taught her something very simple very early on: sometimes, the only way to survive is to not think too far ahead and simply live and react in the moment. So wherever this conversation had taken her and Luke, when it came to what they should do, she was only wired to think of the next logical, tangible step.

In this case, that was to spend more time together. At least, that was what she thought was the most logical step. Luke's reaction didn't make her think otherwise, though she couldn't help wonder over that sense of relief she got from him.

She didn't remark on it, though, instead following along with Luke as she wondered vaguely over just how they'd pass the time. "Let me," she offered, reaching out for some of the canteens, though if pressed she'd admit that she just wanted to make sure at least one of his hands was free in case he wanted to take hers as they walked.