[ there's a strange sort of familiar in the description. it isn't pleasant, but rey has experience with cruel, selfish people, ones who care little about whose backs are broken in the process of orders followed and carried out. she's seen people starve for less than simply being in the way. ]
I've never put much purpose in comfort.
[ it is nice to have, but not a necessity. perhaps that's why this place chose to mark her the way it did, with this thin line from chin to collarbone — she is used to making do with little, and thus less likely to complain about barebones furnishings or little in the way of entertainment. a bed with a mattress is still more comfort than she ever had on her own.
as she speaks, a hand rubs idly at the long sleeves covering her upper arm, as if to will more warmth there than the thin fabric will provide. ]
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I've never put much purpose in comfort.
[ it is nice to have, but not a necessity. perhaps that's why this place chose to mark her the way it did, with this thin line from chin to collarbone — she is used to making do with little, and thus less likely to complain about barebones furnishings or little in the way of entertainment. a bed with a mattress is still more comfort than she ever had on her own.
as she speaks, a hand rubs idly at the long sleeves covering her upper arm, as if to will more warmth there than the thin fabric will provide. ]