His words sting her in a way that has little to do with the person speaking them, though she doesn't quite miss the irony of the situation. She'd waited patiently for thirteen years in the spot she was left. She'd tried to be a good person in spite of the many temptations to be otherwise that existed in a place like Jakku. Didn't she deserve her parents back? Or even to know their names?
What had Vader -- or Kylo, for that matter -- done to deserve to have the second chance they'd been given here?
Rey tries to shove her jealousy down with another bite of pie, though it's no longer quite as appealing as it had been moments ago.
"I'm sure your son and grandson are grateful for the chance to know you."
There's nothing at all that could make her want to have her own grandfather here -- there's nothing she could want to know about a person like that beyond what she already knew. He had never been a good person as far as she could tell; there was nothing there to comfort herself with save the fact that he'd apparently found someone willing to parent his child, which meant perhaps she had a grandmother out there somewhere.
no subject
What had Vader -- or Kylo, for that matter -- done to deserve to have the second chance they'd been given here?
Rey tries to shove her jealousy down with another bite of pie, though it's no longer quite as appealing as it had been moments ago.
"I'm sure your son and grandson are grateful for the chance to know you."
There's nothing at all that could make her want to have her own grandfather here -- there's nothing she could want to know about a person like that beyond what she already knew. He had never been a good person as far as she could tell; there was nothing there to comfort herself with save the fact that he'd apparently found someone willing to parent his child, which meant perhaps she had a grandmother out there somewhere.