"Worried the auto pilot is about to give out?"

Poe was halfway to his blaster as Rey's voice startled him out of his daze. He was in the cockpit staring out at the stars whizzing past their ship, he hadn't even realised he'd zoned out. Rey looked amused as she climbed into one of the other chairs. "No, it's just... peaceful here." He admitted, relaxing again. Rey's smile seemed to grow at the notion. "Even rugged generals need peace and quiet every once in a while." He cut in before she started teasing him.

"Is that why you told Finn to back off?" Rey asked quietly after a moment. Poe turned back to her ready to deny everything. "Someone made him realise that he doesn't need to try and help me every second of every day."

"Well, I think Chewy might've actually ripped a limb off if I hadn't..." Poe half joked, as if it were nothing. In fact they'd all been enjoying the relative peace and quiet over the last few days. Rey had started to smile again as she and BB-8 gently coaxed D-O out of its cone shaped shell. He was also fairly certain she was getting a certain amount of amusement out of Chewbacca always being him and Finn at dejarik. Though neither Finn nor Poe knew how the wookiee did it, he was also fairly certain it was to their advantage the wookiee always won.

All in all, things had seemed relatively, well, normal.

"Or you'd have shot him." Rey corrected, her lips twitching into a smile again. "Thank you." She added sincerely. "I... I needed the space."

"He meant well..." Poe didn't really know why he said that.

"I know."

A silence fell over them again as they both watched the stars. "Was there something else you wanted?" Poe checked, chancing a glance back at the Jedi.

"Peace and quiet." Rey replied, glancing back at him with a soft smile, which Poe briefly returned before the companionable silence settled over the cockpit again.