"Not really--" Rey starts, about to say something along the lines of how she doesn't make a habit out of paying attention to what the AI in this place tries to tell her, but then it cuts in and her mouth snaps shut.

That fucking thing.

She folds her arms over her chest, her posture guarded.

"So, what? It can read minds now?" Rey suspected that back when a mysterious someone had attempted to put up a dating profile on the local network, but the implications were troubling.