"I'm Rey," Rey said. "Just Rey. I live in Repose now, down by the lake. But I work in town. And I've heard rumours about you and I thought I would look into them in person. Not just--" she made a face "--do the passive-aggressive sort of thing people seem to do across the forum. I thought if I told you what the rumours were, you might take it as a threat. So here I am, so you can see me and know I'm just looking."
Every person Rey knew had light and darkness in them. She struggled with her own tendencies toward darkness, her envy of Ben--Ren--and her resentment that Luke had left her on her own. But if she could work toward the light, then so could Mao. And if she was reading him right, the better rumour was probably the true one. There was nothing wrong with being other than human, not really, and certainly it was better than even an accidental killer.