Rey looks around as she enters the train, taking in the space with a curious eye. By the time she looks back at Ben, he’s seated and slumped a bit, and Rey tries not to think about how he looks just a little inviting.

The train jerks into motion and she regards the bench he’s on and the seat parallel to it before choosing the bench. He’s warm at her side, even with space between them, and she tips her head back against the window as she watches them pass through a dark tunnel.

When the train pulls into its next stop, the motion shifts Rey a little closer to his side. He doesn’t get up, and she realizes that she doesn’t know how long this ride will be. She allows her eyes to close and as the rocking of the train lulls her into a light sleep, her head tips over onto Ben’s shoulder with a soft breath, hands laying open on either side of her thighs.