Summer nodded, going for the Dr. Pepper and feeling a little bit better about the fact that she felt a little weird about this week if Rey was feeling it, too. Because Rey was, by nature, just better about things like that, anyway.

"Yeah," she agreed. "And that tracks. Last week of the summer session. Blah blah blah, I know I don't want to tempt the island to go too off schedule too much, but..." She waved a dismissive hand. "You know the whole thing."

She sighed a little. "I hate when it's like this," she admitted. "Makes me get all....antsy."

And when she got antsy, she usually got in her ship to avoid it and made stupid mistakes, and she'd like to not do that right now, thanks? It had been a while since she barely managed to escape a brutal fate, and wanted to kind of keep it that way.