Rey senses the pause between him and his deer that she's remiss to comment on it at first. Even though she can't hear the words, it does look like there's an exchange of some kind between the two, much like herself and the blob-turned-reptile.

"Did it say something enlightening or is it just as vague as anything else that comes from this shitty place?" Rey asks flatly.

"Rude," the horned lizard croaks, before climbing down her shoulder to hide in her pocket.

She huffs. "Well, you are."