That startled a laugh from him, the short bark of it rusty and unfamiliar. "Some sort of food, probably," he said to her, catching the first glimpse of blue light in the distance as he mounted the stairs of the boardwalk, making his way towards the hulking structure of the ferris wheel.

As his steps slowed, he passed into that disorienting space where her physical proximity seemed to overlap with the presence of her Force projection. Her voice echoed inside his mind, while the glow of her lightsaber grew brighter with each step.

In the distance, now, he could see the shape of her. He could see the tremble of her lightsaber, her eyes wild and frightened but as determined as ever. "Rey," he called, and now that she was there in front of him, he found himself unable to speak beyond that.