Rey had been far enough away that she couldn't get there as soon as she felt Kylo's panic, but she dropped what she was doing and ran before she could truly understand why. Something was wrong in the Force; a presence so heavy, cold, and dark that for a moment she assumed the worst -- that Snoke had somehow arrived here, and that he was seeking revenge on his former student.

By the time she was near Obi-Wan's home she'd abandoned that thought, as her awareness of Kylo hadn't faded and yet what she felt from him had dulled to an intense concern more than that initial spike of fear.

She's flushed and breathing hard by the time she arrives, but she's gathered her wits enough to realize that whatever emergency there might've been had faded. Once she understands the overall shape of what had occurred, she imagines that she ought to just go home -- but she's come all this way, and despite their uncomfortable prior encounters she couldn't shake all of the concern she felt for Kylo. So she peeks into the room where the two men are located and clears her throat gently before speaking.

"Hello? Is everything -- I felt --"

She gestures a bit helplessly, unsure of what she's even doing here. Clearly she's unnecessary; even if her Force healing were up to the task of repairing whatever had happened, would it be remotely responsible of her to offer? Or even wanted in the first place?