Re: [Lakeside: Hannah/Rey]
The feeling was strange. She wasn't actually sure what she felt, but it was something strong, something alive? Alive was the best word she could come up with, and it was a little like the waves back home, and she loved to stand on the beach and dig her bare toes into the sand as the tide came in. It was the kind of powerful, and like it could wash her away if she just let it carry her. She nodded as Rey spoke. Nod, nod, nod, and there was calm that washed over her. "Okay," she said, and she meant it, and it was a tiny word, but, "okay." Another nod, and another squeeze to Rey's fingers, tug and squeeze, as if she was holding on for fear of falling.