"Very well. I guess we can be allies - for now." It's only the barest hint of trust, though, because Ren himself doesn't know who to trust. He'd had one idea of himself, one thing he'd shaped himself to be, and a desert rat who called herself a Jedi had changed that for him. He still doesn't trust himself, much less anyone else, and it's hard to put confidence in any alliance if he isn't coming to the table with some faith.

"Is there at least a ship I can work on? I'm not great with repairs but I could try." HIs grandfather and his uncle were brilliant with them. So is Rey. Is there a way he could have inherited something of it? Any of it?

"We could at least put our energy toward escape."