"Here? No. I died about a year before, in the Battle of Endor."

"I've never heard of that one. Was it scary?"

She hums. "It's been a long time since anything scared me, really."

"I get scared all the time. But it's not allowed to stay long 'coz it gets in the way of loads of stuff."

"Good. You shouldn't let your fear control you - but you should acknowledge it exists. We feel fear for a reason, and - it's not good, to forget it."

"Sometimes it makes me do stupid stuff that I regret later. So I try to go somewhere else, or run really fast until it goes away or I find a way to fix it."

"I'll be able to give you new ways to address your fears, too - and to figure out what they mean."

"What other stuff can you teach me?"

"All sorts. Sensing, seeing the future, jumping far, healing, fighting, hiding..."

"Have you always been able to do those things? How come everyone doesn't learn?"

"When I was about your age I figured out how to hide, and how to figure out how to accomplish my goals, and how to move objects with my mind. A few years later I flew a ship I'd never practiced with. But - most of this I learned from a teacher. And teachers are few and far between."

"They used to not be. A long time ago, there was a Republic, and children were tested for their connection to the Force. Very connected children were taken to the Jedi to be raised. In Republic territory, at least."

Rey listens carefully. "What does Jedi mean? Are we in Republic territory? How come nobody has tested me? What was your teacher's name?"

"The Republic fell decades before you were born. The Jedi died with it. The Jedi were a group of people who used the Force a certain way. Nobody's tested you because no one's managed to set up testing since the Republic's fall."

"My teacher's name was Elesse."

Rey can feel Anakin's sadness. She stops pulling her sled and sits on it, careful not to mess anything up.

"What were they like?"

" - I'd rather not talk about her right now."

Rey nods and instead gets out her water. There isn't much left, so she has to be careful.

"My mama is named Tyri. She taught me loads of stuff, but nothing so exciting like the Force."

"My mother was Shmi. She was - wise."

"What about the rest of your family; can they use the Force too?"

"My children and grandson can. My mother - she didn't use it the way I do. But she trusted it, and she had visions, rarely."

She resists the urge to bounce. "I can't wait to run really fast and - can you teach me to fly? That would be the coolest ever!"

She laughs. "I didn't figure out extended flight in my lifetime - I could float from one place to another, but not really fly. Maybe you can build on what I figured out."

"I will! I'm gonna be the best flier ever and zoop around Jakku and everyone is gonna be so jealous."

"You'll be very good."

"For now, though, you shouldn't tell people about the Force - it's not safe - and hopefully we'll be leaving Jakku soon."

"Why isn't it safe?"

"If people know you have impressive abilities, they might demand more of you for the same reward. People can get jealous, too, or decide they want to control you so they can use your abilities for their gain. It'll also make being sneaky harder."