Rey is spending way more time in the market place than she wants to be doing right now. It's a whole damned thing. Instead of a droid dogging her steps here in this place, there's a porg that's following her around. Mostly anyway. Sometimes it wanders up to strangers, and squawks at them with an open beak and a loud noise, because the thing that it's most interested in is food and people. "Hey." The word is yelped to her when she needs to go and grab something inedible out of the porg's mouth. "That's not for you!"