Upstairs, outside the open window: Hannah/Rey
Not everyone asked but Rey was sure anyone with any interest in the story was curious. Not necessarily for care about Rey, but just simple nosiness.
She shook her head, then realised she ought to actually say it. "No, I don't know anything about them. I suppose they could be out there, but I always told myself they were dead." Which was easier than thinking they didn't want her.
"Someone once told me the family I was looking for was ahead of me, not behind me. I wonder sometimes, but mostly I try to look forward."