But she knew she hadn’t dreamed it– he’d been there.
She bolted out of the hut, looking in all directions. Nothing. Just the morning chill and the cries of the porgs, diving in groups from the cliffs to bombard schools of fish below.
And then instantly, Kylo was there. This time, she knew he saw her, too.
Star Wars: The Last Jedi Novelization by Jason Fry