Nick smiles, both for her assurance and his relief. He knows how stubborn she can be.

He keeps his own pace slow as well, matching Rey's, assuming she's as exhausted as nearly everyone else on the Guard. He doesn't think for a moment she's doing it for his sake, though he has a feeling she has probably noticed his uneven gait by now. He does his best to keep it steady, hoping to allay any concerns she might have. She's sure to have plenty on her mind, given the past week or so's events.

"How are you holding up?" he asks finally. "I know it's been a hell of a week for all of us on the Guard."