Oh good, looks like she won't have to cowtip this thing into the water in the end after all. Rey just stands there for a moment, watching. Even if the animal does slip and fall or whatever, could she even carry it to somewhere more suitable for this? Most likely, awkward bulk and all.

...

Rey balks at that voice, though. She's heard that rats can laugh, but they didn't sound anything akin to humans. Has she been talking this whole time while it plays mute? She recalled the voice that called out to her outside, though there was no one there...

No one but this creature, who sounded undoubtedly female. Rey wasn't so uncouth to check for any signs of its gender, and it hadn't really occurred to her to look. While it was feminine in appearance, you never know with certain species.

As she stands there, she realizes that the creature seems to be communicating something with its facial features and gestures. She squints.

"Um." What do? "Fine, whatever. Only for a little bit."

She moves to the strap of her tanktop, then pauses.

Holding up a finger, she moves for the changing area. "Be right back."

Hell if she was going to just throw her clothes off right then and there. It's less about propriety and more about oh god what is she even doing?