He frowned slightly at her words, but rather than discourage him, it only made him more determined. "You'll find very little discourages me," he pointed out.

If he'd known her story, he could sympathise with finding yourself alive here. He should have been dead in the destruction on Scarif, and yet here he was, alone, unsure of what his path was now.

"Ah, yes, I have." Far more than he was ever used to on Yavin IV, where his rank gave him a certain amount of space, but it could never be described as homely. It was a place to sleep, nothing more. "It's generous of our mysterious benefactors, hmmm?"