Her brow creases at his reaction. It's oddly easy to forget that Kylo doesn't get positive attention too often—the reasons he should are so obvious to Rey she assumes others must see them too. Maybe they do. Maybe they just make the same mistake of thinking that everyone else will be the ones to say it, and the result is that no one ever does. She feels a pang of sadness about that, but before she can even begin to address it, Kylo's moved on and pushed the second box toward her.

Well, in any case, Rey makes a mental note to compliment him more in the future. Even if it's embarrassing. If she's going to be one of the few who do, she owes it to him to pick up the slack for everyone else. Especially after this.

"What I said was true too," she replies simply, gently replacing the robe in its box and reaching for the second gift as an excuse to avert her eyes and maybe preserve some of her dignity. And without waiting for any sort of response, Rey opens the smaller box and is immediately distracted by what's inside.

"Oh! It's a little cake!"