Everything he has to say about who he is and where he came from is mind-boggling to Rey. Eldest son? Sister? Every detail is filed away in her already puzzled mind to turn over at a later time, and - should the voice in the rock persist, perhaps ask him about when things were less of a complete puzzlement. His question about Luke however - that couldn't wait a moment longer, and a response tumbled out of her before Rey had had time to think too long about it.

"No?" She sounded uncertain, casting a glance over the other rocks in the pile where she had found the blue one now resting on the palm of her hand. "Yours is the only talking rock I've ever found." Rey tried to picture him on the other side of things, as confused as she was and an actual person - not a manifestation of the Force or of a planet's consciousness.