Her eyes focus in and out at the glass as Firo fixes it back upright, and with a passing thought Rey wonders if she's as sober as she thought she was. Or perhaps it's just that having stupid feelings makes her more animated than usual. Who the hell knows.
"Then they did a phenomenal job at fucking up." Not even going to pretend for a second that this is a good thing. "Who knows, maybe it was intentional. Maybe it was my father's last big hurrah at seeing how badly he can mess me up even more than he already has: Make me like someone who, by all counts, should hate me and want me dead. Why not? It's not like I can ever have anything normal, anyway."
Well, there you have it.
At that, Rey just slams her forehead against the counter with an ugh and thunk hard enough to rattle some of the glassware in front of her. She hadn't wanted to talk about any of this since she got back.
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"Then they did a phenomenal job at fucking up." Not even going to pretend for a second that this is a good thing. "Who knows, maybe it was intentional. Maybe it was my father's last big hurrah at seeing how badly he can mess me up even more than he already has: Make me like someone who, by all counts, should hate me and want me dead. Why not? It's not like I can ever have anything normal, anyway."
Well, there you have it.
At that, Rey just slams her forehead against the counter with an ugh and thunk hard enough to rattle some of the glassware in front of her. She hadn't wanted to talk about any of this since she got back.