"Yeah?" Rey casts a sidelong look to the young man, a ghost of an amused smile on her visage. She expects most people would react differently, between indignance and horror at defacing precious products. The way she sees it, no one is here to stop her and no price tag to indicate its value -- so whatever, right?

It's not like this guy seems stuffy when it comes to breaking a few rules, anyway. Sympathetic, maybe. He isn't approaching her with any sense of caution or concern after their first meeting; more nonchalant than anything. Like this is a normal enough scene that it warrants no further comment on her behavior.

That's nice.

"Rey," she responds simply. "Haven't been sleeping in hallways these days, by the way."

Just in case that was ever a concern. She's not happy about the idea of setting roots anywhere, but this was more or less for a cat's sake than her own. So she tells herself.