[ It's a brutal blow to her pride, the insinuation that she can't wash herself. But it's also not the first time Rey has been confronted with it, and as such, she's slightly more able to accept it. She thinks of Ben. Of New Amsterdam. Who isn't here, and who probably shouldn't be trusted with that task anyway, given how well he'd focused the last time. ]
No one I would ask.
[ Not the same as not trusting. She searches Daenerys' face with marked discomfort. If someone offered, though, that would be a different matter. She's getting better at letting people fuss over her when it's of their own volition. ]
no subject
No one I would ask.
[ Not the same as not trusting. She searches Daenerys' face with marked discomfort. If someone offered, though, that would be a different matter. She's getting better at letting people fuss over her when it's of their own volition. ]