[Rey]
Rey joined Kylo in the main compartment to watch as Hux and Rose worked together surprisingly well, with Finn handing them tools and occasionally holding the light. Chewbacca and C'ai stayed out of the way next to the closed ramp. Kaydel had gone forward to talk with Poe in low tones, making sure he'd tried the various workarounds he and Finn had attempted earlier. The stormtroopers stood at loose alert, blasters in hand but not targeting anyone.
Rey sank slowly against Kylo's side, feeling his warmth and solidity. Without asking or being asked, he wound his arm around her shoulders, wrapping his cloak around her. She breathed out heavily. It felt so good. It was the closest, physically, they'd ever been. Their in-person contact, before now, had been practical. Even those touches in the forward compartment had been (at least on Rey's part) Rey checking to see if direct contact let her sense their bond.
It was strange, then, to rest against him without that Force resonance looming up between them. Maybe even better this way, letting them just be two people instead of Jedi or Force users – instead of carrying all the pressure and tension of the mission, and taking sides, and violently trying to kill one another. But she couldn't forget all that yet. Rey tipped her head up, words low and pitched for Kylo alone. "Why is he here?"
She didn't need to identify him. Kylo knew she meant Hux. "Poe said the future is what we make it. He doesn't think anyone, even him, should be given up as a lost cause."
Her eyes flicked over his expressive face. She suspected Poe's opinion had been formed from Kylo's own turn. Perhaps he'd said as much. Kylo might not speak of it, but she thought she could see it on his face. "And you?" she asked, seeing the guarded way he met her eyes. "Do you still believe the visions?" Plural. She meant the ones about them as well as the one they'd shared about Hux.
"Yes," he said after a pause.
She sighed, trying to find the peace Jedi were supposed to have. She saw glimmers of it in Kylo, in how he accepted the future they'd seen as immutable and inevitable. He was calm about it. Unhappy, but calm. It was enough to make her wonder if someday, years ago, the Force had showed him that he would walk a dark path. Had he followed it blindly, thinking there was no other way? Or was it just waking up to find Luke about to kill him that did it, and assuming the Force was working through his master?
Did that mean he thought their bond was just as fated as all the rest? Too many questions and no answers. She'd have to be patient. For now, leaning against him, waiting didn't seem too difficult. She let her head tip to the side, resting it against his chest. Kylo's fingers tightened around her shoulder.