Luke wasn't the only one feeling cold. Rey felt as though someone had dipped her in ice water, freezing her blood in her veins and turning her bones stiff and brittle. She'd felt the cold before, but it had always been something external and temporary, something that would pass with an extra layer wrapped around her. This sort of cold, though... there was no cure for that.

"I don't know anything!" she shot back once she found her voice. Her chest felt too tight to speak, but she forced herself to anyway, unwilling to let herself be silent now that all the cards were laid bare. "That's the point! I didn't ask for this, for any of it. I didn't even really believe in the Force until that monster abducted me and tried to force himself into my head! I don't know what's possible and what isn't possible, so I'm sorry that I wanted to learn what could be going on before I risked saying something that would upset you."

Unable to keep her voice from shaking, she concluded, "But don't you ever compare me with Han's murderer ever again. I am nothing like Kylo Ren."