He smiled but took one of the berries when it was offered to him. He removed the stem and leaves, then took at bite of the strawberry. They'd weathered the trip well, not even bruised. Still, there was nothing like a fresh strawberry. He ate his in smaller bites, then leaned back against the bulkhead when he was done, lapping the juice off his fingers before closing his eyes.

He was tired, and hungry, but the potatoes should have been done soon enough - he could eat and then rest.

After a minute, he opened his eyes to look at Rey. She was so young, vibrant... Like a beam of the sunlight her name seemed to be derived from - or at least mimic. He might not have been a creature of the sun like she was - and her tan attested to that - but he did rely on the sun. It fed his plants, grew them, helped him to live where few others could.

He closed his eyes again, slate in his lap still, and found himself dozing easily. For once, the presence of another person wasn't keeping him awake - or maybe he was just too exhausted.