Camaraderie among her fellow soldiers was actually quite a rarity for Rey's many previous lives. What few her old selves did manage to befriend were often short-lived, all things considered. Since coming here, however, Rey has learned a few things about solidarity among her fellow captives.
A swordsman in ancient armor, though...
"You must have met Henry. Talks funny, like someone out of an old medieval flick?"
It occurs to Rey that not everyone would understand what a 'flick' even is, but whatever.
"Well, it isn't necessarily safe there," Rey adds with an uncomfortable expression. "It's become a target of a few recent attacks. Your best bet of safety would be the temples, but even those you wouldn't want to stay at for very long. They have a way of messing with your head after a while."
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A swordsman in ancient armor, though...
"You must have met Henry. Talks funny, like someone out of an old medieval flick?"
It occurs to Rey that not everyone would understand what a 'flick' even is, but whatever.
"Well, it isn't necessarily safe there," Rey adds with an uncomfortable expression. "It's become a target of a few recent attacks. Your best bet of safety would be the temples, but even those you wouldn't want to stay at for very long. They have a way of messing with your head after a while."