Rey's head tilts a little at the drop off at the mention of other magic-inclined rifters, but she doesn't press it for the moment, lowering her hand and absently picking at the hem of her arm warmer.

"I've been here a few months. My name's Rey," she gives Hermione a brief smile, her face turning a little more thoughtful. "I haven't met too many other rifters. I know they're around, of course, but... Obi-Wan and James Kirk, I think are the only two I've met. It's nice to see someone around my age."