She doesn't entirely feel that the word fits in a weird way. That she took steps to protect her friends by taking an...unconventional path, was that treason? But Rey can't bring herself to look at Poe, sure that he must be angry because she knew from Finn's stories that no one was more dedicated to General Organa and the Resistance than Poe.

Rey had no idea which planet the Resistance was fleeing to, only that it looked big. Surely they could find ways to hide themselves, take care of the wounded, and rally for more help from there? Because she knew that the fight wasn't over, that it couldn't be over as long as each side still stood. But that was something she'd taken into account. She knew that there was still good in Kylo Ren. Ben Solo. She knew she'd been getting through to him, that his harsh words after the fight were if anything proof that she had shaken him and his resolve.

"Yes," she says softly. "He let you all go." Now she had to put it into words again, the why behind her reasoning. "There's good in him. Kylo Ren. I know there is, when I was on Ahch-To, I was so lonely. But...he empathized with me, he told me I wasn't alone. Because we can sense each other in the Force, just as clearly as you're here with me."

But she wasn't going to tell him that they could touch through the Force as well. That moment, so fleeting and almost perfect, was her secret. Their secret.

"I'm not just--just taking a wild guess. I've had a vision, a vision where Kylo Ren turns back to the Light. I know it's true, I saw it as clearly as though it had already happened. I'm going to make sure it does."

And now all she had to do was wait for the blade to drop, for condemnation.