[Normally things only come back to Rey when she calls them. Which is weird enough in itself, but she's not even doing that much. And yet, the lightsaber comes flying back in her direction with enough force to make her leap out of the way. She stares at it wide-eyed, then whips around to look in the direction that it came from.]
[Her hand is on her quarterstaff in an instant, her heart hammering in her throat. There's no doubt that there's someone or something out there. It could be dangerous. Even if it's not, she doesn't have the luxury of assuming that. So she walks forward slowly, her eyes darting from tree to tree in her search. The only problem is that she's more used to walking in the desert. The forest terrain is unfamiliar under her feet, and she can't help the noise that she makes.]
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[Her hand is on her quarterstaff in an instant, her heart hammering in her throat. There's no doubt that there's someone or something out there. It could be dangerous. Even if it's not, she doesn't have the luxury of assuming that. So she walks forward slowly, her eyes darting from tree to tree in her search. The only problem is that she's more used to walking in the desert. The forest terrain is unfamiliar under her feet, and she can't help the noise that she makes.]