sololoquy: (narrow streets of cobblestone)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote 2018-01-27 03:38 am (UTC)

[It was the way he talked about you.

His head tilts then, as he mentally rolls her response around. Poe Dameron did not say anything ahout him that no one else would have said — even Rey herself would have said those things not so long ago, and he would not have argued. He still would not argue.]


I don’t understand.

[And he doesn’t, though maybe he hadn’t wanted to admit it as he quickly realizes. To vocalize it means to ask for clarification, and he isn’t certain he is ready to hear that right now, not so soon after the night of the ambush.

But he glances down anyway, as if expecting to find his answer in her expression.]


But you do not have to explain.

[He has to imagine she doesn’t want to explain as much as he doesn’t want to confront the reality of what they might be dealing with. Allies toward a common cause was one thing — Snoke’s downfall. But this feels like something else.

This feels like understanding, and that is a lot to process.]

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