Hannah’s attempt at humor rendered a little smirk from Rey who’s mood was still soured from the chaos the shrieking porgs were causing in the hangar. She had wanted to try and make a good impression on Ben’s family - he hadn’t told her everything - the rift between Jon and he unmistakably but still shrouded in mystery for the former scavenger. She knew it was important to Ben to be accepted again, and she wanted to do what she could to help - the screaming mess certainly didn’t help.
Certain she caught sight of Jane and Jon glancing over at her Rey at least once, and somewhat concerned as to what’s gotten their attention the young fledgling Jedi turns her focus instead towards Ben when he speaks, nodding. “Let’s get them out of here before they break anything.” The idea of pissing off the Skywalker-Solo clan is very unappealing, whatever their issues with one another might be.
Glad to be given something to do Rey flashes Ben a quick, almost shy smile before heading off to start corralling the porgs from one of the hangar’s far ends, her thoughts already diverted to somewhere they may have flown over on the way that would be make a suitable home for the wailing lot of them.
Given the choice between hanging back with the porgs (and the children...) and following her husband, Hannah chooses to follow Luke to somewhere with fewer birds. Will there be a fist fight in the 5 minutes they're separated? She'd like to say of course not, but Hannah knows better than to rule out any possibilities for chaos with her family.
She's glad that Ben and Rey are back but the whole situation leaves her concerned for Luke. Truthfully, she's concerned for all of them and what it might really mean for the Jedi to come to an end at such a delicate time in the galaxy. It's been a long time since they'd heard from Leia, but never seeing his sister again? That must be something of a blow.
Hannah waits until they have a little more privacy, and then slips her hand into his, softly bumping against him. "You okay? If we really need her, you can go. I'll, uh, supervise things here." She grins. Leaving her in charge is easily more stressful than coming up with plan B in the first place.
Jane lifts the porg up into the air as though she's playing with a toddler. "You want to stay with us, don't you?" she coos in a voice that's definitely meant to be some degree of babytalk, and you'd think she is pregnant because of the way she's suddenly acting. The porg screeches, and she laughs again, glancing at Jon. "She says yes. Do you think Ghost will mind?" Because now they'll be a party of four, with a cryptic, quiet Loth-wolf on one hand and a screeching porg on the other. Suddenly their room feels so much smaller.
Ben's question, though, has her turning around to face her brother, and she can't help grinning stupidly at him. It's not even for the porgs anymore. "Yeah, we're keeping her." She hesitates for the briefest of moments, her eyes darting towards Jon without really looking at him, before adding, "I can help, if you need me? I just have to get her settled inside." No need to keep the boys in the same room unless absolutely necessary.
Then she's off with Jon and their new baby porg, and the odds are they'll probably be a little late to the mandatory family dinner because... well, they already know why. Probably.
Meanwhile, Luke's walking beside Hannah in silence, his face long and hard but his eyes glistening with emotion. Leia... he can't believe she's out there, alone, and decidedly not coming back. He's worried about what that means for the Jedi, for the Resistance, but above all, he's worried about what that means for them. They're family, after all. His thoughts are interrupted, however, by the feel of his wife's hand slipping into his, and he turns to look at her, squeezing her fingers gently back. She has no idea how grateful he is to have her; she'll only be insufferable about it if he tells her.
"You, lead the Resistance?" He's also grateful this is how she chooses to deal with the situation, instead of letting him spiral into the shadows of his thoughts. He manages a small, teasing smile. "I'd like to see you try. And no calling me back if Dameron decides to lead a mutiny."
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Certain she caught sight of Jane and Jon glancing over at her Rey at least once, and somewhat concerned as to what’s gotten their attention the young fledgling Jedi turns her focus instead towards Ben when he speaks, nodding. “Let’s get them out of here before they break anything.” The idea of pissing off the Skywalker-Solo clan is very unappealing, whatever their issues with one another might be.
Glad to be given something to do Rey flashes Ben a quick, almost shy smile before heading off to start corralling the porgs from one of the hangar’s far ends, her thoughts already diverted to somewhere they may have flown over on the way that would be make a suitable home for the wailing lot of them.
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She's glad that Ben and Rey are back but the whole situation leaves her concerned for Luke. Truthfully, she's concerned for all of them and what it might really mean for the Jedi to come to an end at such a delicate time in the galaxy. It's been a long time since they'd heard from Leia, but never seeing his sister again? That must be something of a blow.
Hannah waits until they have a little more privacy, and then slips her hand into his, softly bumping against him. "You okay? If we really need her, you can go. I'll, uh, supervise things here." She grins. Leaving her in charge is easily more stressful than coming up with plan B in the first place.
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Ben's question, though, has her turning around to face her brother, and she can't help grinning stupidly at him. It's not even for the porgs anymore. "Yeah, we're keeping her." She hesitates for the briefest of moments, her eyes darting towards Jon without really looking at him, before adding, "I can help, if you need me? I just have to get her settled inside." No need to keep the boys in the same room unless absolutely necessary.
Then she's off with Jon and their new baby porg, and the odds are they'll probably be a little late to the mandatory family dinner because... well, they already know why. Probably.
Meanwhile, Luke's walking beside Hannah in silence, his face long and hard but his eyes glistening with emotion. Leia... he can't believe she's out there, alone, and decidedly not coming back. He's worried about what that means for the Jedi, for the Resistance, but above all, he's worried about what that means for them. They're family, after all. His thoughts are interrupted, however, by the feel of his wife's hand slipping into his, and he turns to look at her, squeezing her fingers gently back. She has no idea how grateful he is to have her; she'll only be insufferable about it if he tells her.
"You, lead the Resistance?" He's also grateful this is how she chooses to deal with the situation, instead of letting him spiral into the shadows of his thoughts. He manages a small, teasing smile. "I'd like to see you try. And no calling me back if Dameron decides to lead a mutiny."