Waking up [CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 9]

Rey sat up, cold and covered in sweat. Her white robes stuck to her like a second skin. She wasnt sure what her dream meant, as it happened so long ago. Did her mind think she wanted them to see her? Was the **** trying to warn her? She had been training with Leia on this...planet for over a month now, and her powers seemed to have grown since she faced Snoke. Perhaps she learned to better attune herself to the ****, or simply understood how to wield it. She still wasnt sure.

She sat up on her cot, knowing she was in her own secluded hut in the jungle. She closed her eyes and meditated, hoping to find Kylo Ren and try to understand how their communication link worked. She was secretly hoping to find him in the shower, but like she had been moments ago, he was sleeping. He was shirtless, but still wore his pants, which seemed odd. That is, until he stirred, and opened his eyes.

"I knew you'd try again. Almost didnt notice you. Your control has improved." He said, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I just want to know why we can see each other, and why I cant do this with anyone else." Rey said.

"For that, I cant help you. I'm in the dark as well. However, I find it interesting that we were able to touch each other through the ****." He said.

"Right. It almost makes me wonder..." Rey began.

"What else we could touch?" Kylo finished.

Rey held out her hand, and Kylo stepped towards her. As he got close, he reached out himself. As their hands got closer, He looked her her in the eye as if to find some kind of trust. Then, Rey suddenly felt a hand on her chest. He had grabbed her shirt!

Rey went to pull away, but her was too fast. The short ripped off her body in an instant, exposing her naked chest to the air, and to Kylo. She covered herself as he looked at her, and the shirt he now held.

"Curious. Almost like teleportation. I'll have to contemplate this..." he said before he vanished.

"Ben!" Rey shouted in a whisper, bot wanting anyone to hear her.

The now topless Jedi looked around, hoping that he would reappear, but it seemed he wasnt interested in seeing her naked. He just wanted to prove he could do it. Much to Rey's chagrin, she felt disappointed that he hadn't found her topless state arousing, or even amusing. She lowered her arms and looked at her modest chest. Sure, it was comfortable to not need to wrap them tight for support, but she secretly wanted them to at least be big enough to draw attention. However, now she was a Jedi, she felt she had to move away from such feelings.

Now, she had to figure out how to cover herself. She was still meant to go on a training run tomorrow morning and it wouldnt be the best to show up topless in front of her master. Not to mention the possibility of others observing her, or even Ben/Kylo watching her again. Looking around her sparse domicile, she tried to find supplies to fashion some kind of covering...