[ there's no harshness to her tone. she reaches to her skirts, ripping idly at a piece of stray fabrics. gentle, though her movements nimble, rey bandages the burn lightly. ]
There. [ she tips her chin, a nod. ] That'll do until we get back.
[ with a crease in her brow: ] — Think you'll manage?
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[ there's no harshness to her tone. she reaches to her skirts, ripping idly at a piece of stray fabrics. gentle, though her movements nimble, rey bandages the burn lightly. ]
There. [ she tips her chin, a nod. ] That'll do until we get back.
[ with a crease in her brow: ] — Think you'll manage?