[ Poe, she almost says, and the moment of surreality that follows is dizzying. He's not okay. None of this is okay. He's been able to ignore the whole crushing weight of how not okay this entire situation is--being taken from the Resistance, Rey being stolen away at the edge of finding a legend--but this information is a jump too far.
Still.
Still, she doesn't need him to come apart. He can't afford it, and she doesn't deserve it.
So he rubs his face with both hands, finding the part of himself that's Commander Poe Dameron. It's equal parts Kes Dameron's solidity and Shara Bey's legend, an ideal to live up to, a force to project.
He smiles at her, crookedly. ] I'll be all right. And we will figure it out.
[ Starting with what the kriffing fuck these people did with his memories. ] I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and Finn.
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Still.
Still, she doesn't need him to come apart. He can't afford it, and she doesn't deserve it.
So he rubs his face with both hands, finding the part of himself that's Commander Poe Dameron. It's equal parts Kes Dameron's solidity and Shara Bey's legend, an ideal to live up to, a force to project.
He smiles at her, crookedly. ] I'll be all right. And we will figure it out.
[ Starting with what the kriffing fuck these people did with his memories. ] I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and Finn.