Rey doesn't sleep much. About an hour or so is all she really needs to keep herself moving. When she does sleep, she sits upright with her back up against a tree, her arms folded over her chest with her legs sprawled before her. Despite her quiet snores every now and then, she's a light sleeper.

Which is why it doesn't take much to rouse her awake when she hears the subtle movements of someone else close by. Finding it impossible to get back to sleep afterwards, she decidedly sits on duel watch for a while. While she isn't armed and not so protectively dressed with her tanktop and cargo pants, she is hardly what you could call defenseless. Even when she had slept, there was an air of vigilance about her.

Some time later, she finds a canteen of water kicked her way. She pauses, blinking at it as though trying to figure it out, before going for a much-needed drink. A muttered thank you follows.

Then, shortly afterwards, she finally speaks up: "Can take the next watch, if you're tired." Though she feels that she may already know the answer.