It almost comes as a shock to find the boy in agreement. With the impression she had been given so far, Rey figured he'd find some other reason to the madness in order to justify continuing this role her other self had evidently taken on. While the Rey here and now can't fathom what would possibly possess her, in any reality, to do such a foolish thing, it also doesn't feel right to shut Muscovy down completely.

So starting over sounds like the next best thing, if not the only thing. She doesn't know him, and who knows what he knows about her. Just how similar and different is she from this other person he calls mother?

Pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighs and sits back down. After a moment, she drops her hand to her lap and looks over to Muscovy next to her.

"All right." Her eyes dart away for a moment, before shifting back to the child. "So, who are you? Let's start with that."

Again, Rey knows nothing about him. May as well start by getting to know who the hell he even is.