"I saw it," he murmured, cutting off his saber and clipping it to his belt.

Mud squelching under his boots, Ben crossed the distance between them and dropped into a crouch at her side.

There had always been something bracing about her power, the enormity and rawness of it, and whether she called down destruction upon them both, or spent the rest of the night sobbing in the dirt, he would've been no less awed by her.

"He's not here, Rey. It's just an echo, can't you feel it?"