At least Rose is dealing with an easy subject -- Rey wouldn't know 'smooth' if it smacked her in the face. And they've established that it isn't some empty compliment that's Rose doles out to anyone and everyone, so...

It's welcome. This is fine.

Rey curls one of the messy yet groomed strand of hair behind her ear, under the braid on the side of her head. It's clear that she's just got a trim on top of the style.

"Nothing, really. Atem showed up before I was ready to head over and..." Well, she can't say he made her, because Rey sure as hell could lift the twerp and place him aside if she wanted. "Just felt like it, really. Don't get many chances to clean up."