Of course, Tripod doesn't answer. Well, no more than his usual chirps and wehh that is. He just blinks at the woman with his one eye, licking his chops before bolting away as fast as his three legs can carry him.

Now that he's had his share of socializing with strangers, he entwines himself around the legs of a snoozing Rey. Cheek resting under a lazy palm with her elbow propped on the desk. Her mouth hangs slightly agape as she lingers between lucidity and sleep.

Despite this, Tripod makes himself comfortable between her ankles, watching the stranger with a single wary eye.