When she was born, the first words ever spoken to Rey were simple.

You are a vessel. You are born to die. Do you understand this?

At the time it made perfect sense. She was a tool and nothing more. Her life would never be her own. Back then, this simple fact was easy for her to accept. Soldier's orders, and soldiers obey...

But she's not a soldier anymore. Actually, she isn't sure what she is now, but that thought hardly brings her any solace. And it shows in her face as she frowns.

"Was not a someone when it happened. Was just a thing, nothing more."