Just think of Kylo visiting Reys old ‘home’, looking around.
Taking the old, dried up flower into his hand and crumble it between his fingers.
Looking at her makeshift bed, at all that seemingly worthless junk but it was all Rey used to have. He picks up one of the mechanic parts and wonders why she might have kept that thing. obviously it wasn’t valuable because in that case she would’ve traded it in for food.
Then he looks at the wall with all the marks and he takes off his glove and softly brushes his finger over the rills, the feelings of hope, despair and loneliness flood him as if they were trapped in each one of those tally marks.
Every single one counting down another day, each night she would carve a mark into the wall, hoping that maybe tomorrow would be the last day of her wait but Kylo feels that deep down inside she knew they won’t come back. But what else did she have to cling on?
During the day she was busy with surviving but at night, she was alone with her thoughts and her longing and he looks at the bed and knows she would lie awake every night for hours. and the nights were so dark here in the desert, Rey would sometimes put on a light just to make sure that the world around her hasn’t vanished.
Ren can’t bring himself to leave and he is just sitting there on Reys bed, soaking up her essence like a sponge. He knows he is Ben Solo then.
Kylo Ren has no force-bond with Rey.
a few galaxies away but right at the same time, Rey stands in Bens old ‘room’, looking over shelves of holo-books, miniature droids and old, beige and brown clothing, plushy toys and a bunch of actual paper with childish doodles and drawings on them. Leia had kept everything. “He would draw much.” Leia explains “Maz Kanata had advised Ben to draw what he was dreaming about.”
Leia tells Rey that Ben had often painted dark figures and shadows, landscapes of planets he could have never been on before and something they assumed to be a prisoner in a cell. Back then, they at first thought it was just a childs imagination. Han had joked that Ben could see his future, ending up in jail for smuggling. But Leia had been deeply worried and asked Luke for help.
Rey touches each single toy, brushes her fingers over the various wear marks, almost feeling as if she was touching Ben.
Leia shows her a little yellow night light and tells Rey how she had to leave it on for Ben, for he had been afraid of the dark.
She recalls a little story to almost every object in the room.
Rey notices how Ben must have had more toys and things than Rey could’ve ever dreamt of. What else could be expected for a prince?
But those were all things that had belonged to a child… where was the rest?
“I have not seen Ben in 20 years.” Leia would silently admit and answer Reys question.
Back then , to her it had been understood that Ben would be trained to become a Jedi. But now Leia feels like an idiot, telling this young woman in front of her that she had sent her only child away.
Rey starts to realize that a family could also be broken and torn. That people like Leia Organa, Han Solo and Luke Skywalker could make mistakes.
They leave the room and the door closes behind them.
Rey should have taken a closer look at the drawings and doodles, though. Some showed the Falcon or Chewbacca and other family members. But others showed certain desert landscapes and something that looked like a scrawly version of Reys AT-AT. and someone in front of a wall full of tally marks.
At night, Rey would sneak back into Bens old room.
It feels as if every object and even the walls are talking to her and she just sits there, listening for hours on end. Rey then just knows more than ever that Ben Solo is still very much alive. She can feel him through their weird connection.