I sat on the couch beside Kylo and said "I told you that you'd be able to take training off."

He said "I still think that makes me weak."

I said "I told you yesterday that doesn't make you weak. You'd get weak if you kept training."

He looked at me and said "I bet you've never been sick in your life, scavenger."

I said "I have, I got poisoned a few times on Jakku and served some strange drinks. I also starved during those times."

He said "Well there's food here if you ever get hungry just take whatever you want. I don't care."

I grabbed part of the blanket he was wrapped in and said "Thanks Kylo. Why are you being so nice?"

He put his arm around me and said "We're not bad people here. We're just bad to the rebels, just like the rebels are bad to us. You may think that were so bad because we blew up planets but honestly your people have hurt as many. To me it's quite stupid. I just wish we could come together. You know."

I responded "So you're not as bad as everyone thinks?"

He looked away from me and said "Don't remind me."

I said "You're good at making everyone absolutely terrified of you. Everyone thinks that you're just so bad. I won't tell them that your kinda soft."

He glared at me and said "I am not soft."

I said "Your acting soft. That anger of you makes you seem so adorable and soft."

He stopped glaring at me and asked "Really?"

I said "You still look soft."

He touched his face and mumbled "Even with the scar?"

I said "Honestly you're probably just a cinnamon roll on the inside. A compassionate cinnamon roll. Only thing that isn't soft is your-"

He asked "Where is my helmet I'm not a cinnamon roll and I'm not compassionate."

I went and grabbed his helmet. He said "I'm not in the mood for running"

I laughed and put his helmet on. I said "Admit it, I look like a sweet little cinnamon roll in this."

He said "Yeah, I guess but your also short."

I said "I'm not short. You're just tall."

He laughed and and "Chewbacca is tall, shorty."