#also lowkey (maybe highkey) nonbinary/agender Phasma vibes

[number1villainstan]

Phasma is, apparently, having a "girl's night" with two Rebels. And not by choice.

To be fair, the two Rebels (Ren's scavenger girl, who'd introduced herself as Rey from Jakku, and that woman who'd been with FN-2187, whose name was apparently Rose Tico) aren't exactly here by choice, either. All three of them had taken a step onto what was supposed to be solid floor or ground and instead fallen through some interdimensional portal into...whatever this pillows-and-blankets-filled place was, like some skilled-but-utterly-demented fanfic writer had decided to do away with whatever flimsy premise they had in mind and just own the unbelievability of their situation. (Phasma hopes that means that she'll be returned to mere seconds after she left. That she isn't losing valuable time.) Rose and Rey had simply shrugged and gone along with it though, claiming that they "really needed some time off anyways", and given how uncertain the situation is, a fight really isn't in Phasma's best interests, so now she's going along with it too. And now they're talking about...what, Rose's boyfriend?

"...so I ended up leaving him to pay the bill."

"Honestly, good for you. I mean, I'm not really familiar with this whole dating thing, but insulting the body of someone you just met is an asshole move, no matter what. Plus, it's not even true."

(Ah, not a boyfriend then. Just a shitty first date.)

"You don't think I'm fat?"

"Uh--I mean...not really? But I meant more like being fat is a good thing. Honestly, I wish I was fatter."

Rose stares at Rey in shock. "But--why?"

"I just--look at me, Rose!" Rey held up her arms in despair. "I've been with the Resistance for over a year and I'm still just as skinny as I was on Jakku! It's like I'm still starving! I don't know what's wrong with me!"

"Are you eating until you're full?" Phasma cuts in.

Rose and Rey both turn to her spot on the floor from their perches on the provided beds. "Huh?" Rey says.

"I lived on Parnossos for the first fifteen years of my life," Phasma clarifies, and, seeing the horror on their faces, continues: "One of the things I've had to learn since then is that there's a difference between eating until you're full and merely eating until you're not hungry."

Rey licks and bites her lip in thought. "...um."

"Also," Phasma continues, "your body just may not be the type to hold onto fat well. Mine is like that too. Although that may have been the cancer."

"...cancer?" Rose asks, very very delicately. Like Phasma's fragile. Hah.

Phasma grins at her. It's not a nice one. "Parnossos, remember? Irradiated wasteland. I've had cancer five different times. Lost both my kidneys, needed a partial liver transplant, had two different kinds of skin cancers, and chopped off both my breasts." She shrugged. "Well, it was only in one breast, but I had them chop off the other because it seemed easier than dealing with a prosthetic."

"I'm never complaining about my weight again," Rose says, clearly horrified, and Phasma just laughs.