Well, she did ask for it. Boy, did she ever ask for it.

Now she's looking up at a giant dinosaur, and it's looking back at her. Her hair blows back as it screams in her face, nose wrinkling as she waits for the gust of breath to pass.

That's... something. Rather than cowering and stuttering in terror, however, Rey just lifts a hand and--

--and pokes a fucking dinosaur right on the nose. Boop! Definitely tangible.

"You're a T-Rex," she so bluntly points out. "How the fuck do you have T-Rexes in your Magical Pixie Land?"

Shut up magic is still bullshit to Rey, no matter how many times she sees it.