There’s an idea of sorts forming in Ben’s mind, and she can’t help but to see the edges of it. She could see it clearly if she wanted, she’s sure, but she doesn’t press. She thinks she understands, and she smiles serenely up at him. It’s enough to know that he has the thought, and for now she is content enough to see if the idea takes root.

“I missed you too, Rey,” she says in a low, gruff imitation of his voice, rolling her eyes in fond amusement as she presses a kiss to his shoulder.

“I know, Ben,” she adds in her own voice, holding his gaze for a moment before her hand sneaks under the sheet again. This time she cups him loosely through his underwear, letting her hand rest there with a casual possessiveness as she digs her chin into his chest.

“I’m good at multi-tasking,” she says simply. “I’m good at a lot of things.”