( Well, it strikes Jaina as ironic that this other girl is looking up, because she's short. About the same stature as her mother, actually, if a bit more muscular. She saves what she'd have responded with earlier, and quips dryly: )

And possibly a scoundrel, too. That should cover all the 's' words. Great alliteration. ( Just don't call me scruffy-looking. ) But I'm a mechanic, too.

( Jaina looks directly into Rey's eyes now, feeling a tug in the Force. Then she casts her glance back to the pile, decidedly unimpressed. )

What are they? Other than a pain in the neck.