There's something to be said about Rey's 'usual energetic self'. While she could make a crack that she's hardly been a bustling basket of buoyancy, she knows what Firo actually means.

"Haven't had all that much energy to get out of bed these days." She sighs, her eyes darting away for a moment. "I... mn. Someone that I loved is... gone. Not just gone -- I mean, gone gone. It's just... It's hard, seeing people. Pretending like nothing happened, or that everything is all right."

Because she's not all right, and that's the harsh truth she's been having to contend with. The thought of stepping outside is a terrible one to bear.