If there's a beat where her eyes momentarily shift down to spot Scott's hand half-resting on Isaac's knee, she's not going to comment on it out loud. Between the firmness of Scott's shoulder under her cheek and his own head nestling against hers, she's fairly comfortable. She draws the blanket up over her lap, leaving a little extra to share. The movie's picking up now, with the group getting tugged in by the Death Star.