Relief was the last emotion Rey could’ve felt. How could she believe anything he said? She seethed with anger at him, desperate to tear the man’s mask off and hammer it into his skull. He regarded her with the same cold metallic expression. “You still want to kill me.”
“That happens when you’re being hunted by a creature in a mask.”
He held her stare, and then his gloved hands touched the sides of the mask and took it off.He had a young man’s face, with an old man’s eyes. His lips and dark hair stood out agains the pale complexion of one who shirked the sun. He looked like a student who took no joy in his studies. One who perceived only the great problems of the galaxy and not its simple pleasures.
— p. 133-134, The Force Awakens: A Junior Novel by Michael Kogge.