@themightytapirofindecisionand replied to your post “I have so many emotions right now about Finn and Rey, please send me…”
does finn find a baby space monster (the child of the ones trying to kill him and everyone else that han solo was smuggling) and befriend it? does Gabriel (its new name) like it when Finn sings?
First off, that rathtar wasn’t even supposed to get onto the Falcon, how did it get onto the Falcon? Answer: because very small, very powerful tentacle babies can go wherever they want, and this one was interested in the smells of the Falcon. And lightspeed may be unpleasant if you’re on the wrong side of it, but it turns out that if you just cling to the legs of the ship as they lift up, you’ll be alright. So the rathtar, who is at this point about two hours old, in the span of a minute ends up on the other side of the galaxy from its mother, which is quite lucky since rathtars are hardcore one of those species that eat their young. Even this baby rathtar knows that, by the survival instinct stored in one of its six rather small brains.
Whether its situation is at all improved is a little harder to figure out. So the rathtar deals with it the way that babies do: it settles down and goes to sleep.
Rathtars are very good at sleeping. It wakes up sluggishly when the bombing begins, and then curls up tighter into sleep. A little while later, the ship takes off, and the rathtar stirs again. There are footsteps and new smells—sweat, terror, fury, among others, not that the rathtar recognizes any of these—and the rathtar is just thinking that maybe it should hide when the door opens. And there’s a human looking down. A human who smells like the memory of the ship the rathtar was born on. It also smells like the rathtar’s mother, and like the rathtar’s mother’s blood, which endears the human to the little baby instant; rathtars become very quickly fond of whatever kills their parental units.
The human looks down. The rathtar arranges its tentacles expectantly.
“Nope,” says the human. “I’m not dealing with this now.” And he grabs the blaster on the wall and leaves, the door coming down secure behind him.
The rathtar shrugs, as best as sixteen tentacles can shrug, and goes back to sleep.