[ Rey turns her head so she can press her forehead to his, her hand in his hair settling into an idle pattern. She finds it strange that he feels unworthy of her, although she also understands it. She would have been disgusted at the thought, before their connection had given them a deeper understanding of one-another. But now, she can't possibly imagine anyone who would be her equal the way he is. ]

You don't give yourself enough credit. You're my other half, in so many ways. Our lives were imbalanced before because we'd never met. We're happy, now.