A/N: Originally wrote this for femslash100's drabbletag for the prompt "smile" and never got around to cross-posting. Decided I may as well for Femslash February :D
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Already in the short time she's been among them, fact and rumor swirl together at her heels. They scent the air, inhaled and breathed out in whispers behind her back. So, yes, Jessika knows of the girl who flew the Millenium Falcon, who slipped Kylo Ren's grasp, who wields Skywalker's lightsaber. The girl who's going to bring Skywalker back.
But the girl who smiles when she glances up to see her, wan but warm– Jessika isn't sure she's heard of her. She'd like to meet her, though.
"Hi," she says, offering a smile of her own. "You must be Rey."