The core (which she had intended to land more at her feet) bounces off her head and Rey winces, a guilty-amused expression flashing across her face. The other woman laughs though, and it assuages her worry rather quickly. Unintentional or not, at least it wasn't taken in malice.
"I would call it pretty lost myself." She swings her leg over the side of the branch sitting up. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to hit you."
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"I would call it pretty lost myself." She swings her leg over the side of the branch sitting up. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to hit you."