It's a relief to have been paired with someone not only more than competent, but who didn't leave Rey in a dangerous position when things heated up. She takes a moment to stamp out a stray flame before she responds, not wanting to see the jungle go up in flames, though as wet as it often was, there wasn't too great of a risk.

"Jakku. I taught myself. There weren't many other options, and I didn't have to trade for ammo." It's offered easily, as Rey moves away from the carcasses to rejoin Adaar. There seems to be a lull, however brief a moment it might be, and she takes the opportunity to let her gaze search over Liam's injuries. Nothing that looks like it might be a mortal wound, which is good. She'll be the first to admit none of them should have grown attached to the behemoth, and it might have been easier to find another way to get rid of him, but she was fond of the giant, lumbering creature and much less so of unnecessary death.

"Your aim is impressive." Hers, at least with a blaster, was not. The staff was far more comfortable a weapon, and it fit her style of fighting better, though it would not help her much against the creatures here, determined as they were to get to Liam. It would be harder than knocking them around until they gave up.