Not for the first time, Kylo adjusts the low cut of his tunic and takes a deep breath. A date. That had been on his mind since Rey had said it. They were going to a party together. Nicely dressed, and in public.

A date.

Should he bring her something? He realizes too late that he should've, but he's already outside of her door, one hand behind his back and the other poised to knock. Instead of just barging in.

He taps lightly with his fist, before picking up a steadier pace. Shifting from foot to foot, Kylo gives her all of two seconds to respond before letting himself inside. Stepping over the porgs he might come across on his way in.

"I'm coming in. Are you ready to go?"