"I don't think anything is ever going to stop her. We may as well prepare for it now."

Cassian is not sure he's been called cute since he was a child. His hand stills on Rey while he processes this and resists the urge to tell her she has a cute face.

"I suppose that's better than an ugly snore." His voice is casual, but there's still a hint of something else there too - not shyness. Awkwardness, maybe, like he doesn't know what to do with a compliment even about something so innocent.