[ Rey doesn't so much gasp, but she does exhale a breath like there's a sudden uptick in her heartbeat and it's because of him. Because of this wonderful, beautiful person, her first friend. (Well, if we're not counting BB-8. Sorry, buddy.)
Her fingers squeeze his and she nods, staring down at their joined hands. She isn't sure what it is, or — more accurately — why it is that she feels a little shy about what she's feeling through the empathy bond, even when her own heart is a reflection of his. The things she feels that she could never really put into words, the gratitude, the protectiveness, the love. She watches the way their fingers slowly become laced together before she does dare to look back up to meet his eyes. ]
Yes. [ She finally says, and her voice is quiet. ] Yes, I feel it too, Finn.
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Her fingers squeeze his and she nods, staring down at their joined hands. She isn't sure what it is, or — more accurately — why it is that she feels a little shy about what she's feeling through the empathy bond, even when her own heart is a reflection of his. The things she feels that she could never really put into words, the gratitude, the protectiveness, the love. She watches the way their fingers slowly become laced together before she does dare to look back up to meet his eyes. ]
Yes. [ She finally says, and her voice is quiet. ] Yes, I feel it too, Finn.