[Fair enough. Rey can't say that she would feel any different if someone were offering to do the same for her.

[She shrugs.] Fine. Will accept rainchecks, until we can figure out something.

[That's about as much as she can say about that.]

So. What sort of food did you like the most, before all of that? [Rey finally asks after a quiet moment, thinking about the first time she had eaten anything herself after lifetimes of suffering the same way.]