Dante/Rey
Rey murmured a quiet thanks for the condolences offered; she didn't think of herself as chief mourner since there were others she felt were closer. But sometimes the grief surprised her a little. But she moved on to the topic of swordfighting films instead of letting it get her down.
"I'll wait," Rey told Dante about the swords as she picked up her cuppa, "because I want you in on this swordfighting thing. Preferably after we've had a chance to get some additional inspiration in the form of a film. And a little something to warm me up." She chose her whisky and spiked the tea properly with a generous dollop.
"I know you're going to tell me again you've got everything under control but are you sure there's nothing I can do?"