It wasn't too long ago when Rey was in her home world, allowing a woman who she had once wronged the chance to put a bullet in her brain.

Now there is this man she's never seen before taking that chance, for no reason whatsoever. It's no mystery as to why, though. She knows that people are acting strange, and Rey has since learned to disconnect herself from her own emotions, bottling up the rage so it can become something else. Of course, not everyone has this practice. Hence there is no point in trying to talk him down. Not like she has the right sense to after that headshot.

Blood is sliding down the side of her face where the bullet had grazed her skull. Ringing fills her ears and she can't make out what the man is saying, but sees that his lips are moving. She just barely hears the bullet impact the ground by her foot, but holds her ground. Squeezing her hand into a fist as her left eye squints through the blood flowing over it. It isn't the first time she's been shot, or shot at.

Go ahead, just try it. She's lived more lives than this one, anyway.