[Rey wants to say something, to tell Lola that this thing, this setting, was temporary. It could change at any moment. They could have to scour for food, or prepare to defend their homes. It's not something that could easily be turned on or off, like the flip of a switch.

But...she would be wasting her breath.]

Of course not here, but we have another... [She's counting the minutes in her head.] Forty-five or forty minutes left of this.

Let's simply focusing on the remaining time and hope it goes by quickly.