Rey was in the ducks of the ship when there was a tingling on her spine and she sighed as she backed out, her whole body felt weighted down and instantly she knew what it was. Shifting to pop her head up, she wasn't shocked to see him sitting there.
She arched a brow at him, took the back of her hair to wipe her forehead smearing oil on her face, "I figured it was a matter of time," she breathed out as she hoisted herself out of the floor and tossed a tool in her toolbox.
"At least you have a shirt on," she teased lightly as she moved to get a rag to wipe her hands.