“It’s alright. You can go when you’re ready,” Poe said, secretly glad. He wanted Rey to remember as soon as possible but he didn’t want to let her out of his sight either, if he didn’t have to.

The second question, though, confused him.

“You can put your stuff whereever you like, but... Rey, you only need think about it, to change.”

As if to demonstrate, one second Poe was still wearing his leather jacket and skinny jeans, the next he was wearing a Grecian chiton - a dark black tunic with patterns around the hem in a blood orange that seemed to shift and move in the light.