"I don't live at the Bramford," Rey said as her face tried to decide on an expression. What was she to make of this man? He looked even less prepossessing than Han when she'd first met him, half-asleep and not even in his trousers.

She pushed into the doorway and held up her arm, showing him the puzzles. One by one, she plunked them on the table. "Were these supposed to be challenging?"