In most scenarios, Rey wouldn't be caught dead letting her guard down the way she is now. To be so vulnerable that not only to expose her weaknesses out in the open, but to put herself into the hands of someone else...
It should be terrifying. But right now, there is an odd sense of comfort in this. She might not know Elleru that well, but in their past exchanges she's never given Rey any reason to assume that she's the type who'd take advantage of someone in effort to do them harm.
A few times there are memories of a confined room flashing in her mind's eye, in passing. A woman who would stroke her long, wild hair back then and hum a song not unlike a woman right here and now is doing. Rey doesn't linger on that moment for long, not to risk the ache in her chest causing more suffering than it needs to.
Her hands fold over her own chest, feeling the thrum of her mechanical heart under her fingertips. Focusing on Elleru's voice and touch through Rey's own unkempt hair, untangling her usually ungroomed strands bit by bit as she starts to allow her own tension unwind.
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It should be terrifying. But right now, there is an odd sense of comfort in this. She might not know Elleru that well, but in their past exchanges she's never given Rey any reason to assume that she's the type who'd take advantage of someone in effort to do them harm.
A few times there are memories of a confined room flashing in her mind's eye, in passing. A woman who would stroke her long, wild hair back then and hum a song not unlike a woman right here and now is doing. Rey doesn't linger on that moment for long, not to risk the ache in her chest causing more suffering than it needs to.
Her hands fold over her own chest, feeling the thrum of her mechanical heart under her fingertips. Focusing on Elleru's voice and touch through Rey's own unkempt hair, untangling her usually ungroomed strands bit by bit as she starts to allow her own tension unwind.
This is... nice.