The choice matters. Rey had almost forgotten how she had seen him like this when Delight's fireflies were about, but now she's being reminded all over again.

"Really?" Rey lifts a brow, eyes on Carlisle as she takes another drink of tea. Good stuff. Interesting conversation. "Well, that makes two of us. But don't worry about it -- that wasn't meant to be an insult."

She recognizes some guilt and regret in Carlisle. He didn't need to be chatty for her to notice. But he never struck her as the type who'd get chatty about it under normal circumstances.