[ He sees it, the struggle to explain, that embedded resistance to praise. He swallows the knot in his throat and forces himself to relax, to engage with Cassian as he would with any other fighter, any other survivor.
It squeezes at a part of him, to know this man never had a chance to be the latter. ] My parents-- my mother, she--
[ Poe smiles, closes his eyes, shakes his head a little. He's not being as relaxed about this as he wants to be. ] My mother's name was Shara Bey. She flew with the Rebellion, during the battle that brought down the second Death Star. My father was Kes Dameron, a Pathfinder, special forces.
[ Poe stands and offers Cassian his hand, a kind of reintroduction.
It's hard, not to add that the galaxy owes Cassian and Jyn a life debt too great to repay. He knows it would just make the man uncomfortable, it's clear enough that's the case. But hey, just because he doesn't have to say it doesn't mean that Poe hasn't marked it on his heart. ] I flew for the New Republic under General Organa.
[ It's technically an accurate statement. Poe just isn't going to mention the rest of it, right now. That the General operated outside the bounds of the New Republic, when it still existed. The hunted, haunted part of him flashes on the image of those red lights in the sky over Takodana, but the smile in his eyes doesn't waver. ] In the blood, I guess.
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[ He sees it, the struggle to explain, that embedded resistance to praise. He swallows the knot in his throat and forces himself to relax, to engage with Cassian as he would with any other fighter, any other survivor.
It squeezes at a part of him, to know this man never had a chance to be the latter. ] My parents-- my mother, she--
[ Poe smiles, closes his eyes, shakes his head a little. He's not being as relaxed about this as he wants to be. ] My mother's name was Shara Bey. She flew with the Rebellion, during the battle that brought down the second Death Star. My father was Kes Dameron, a Pathfinder, special forces.
[ Poe stands and offers Cassian his hand, a kind of reintroduction.
It's hard, not to add that the galaxy owes Cassian and Jyn a life debt too great to repay. He knows it would just make the man uncomfortable, it's clear enough that's the case. But hey, just because he doesn't have to say it doesn't mean that Poe hasn't marked it on his heart. ] I flew for the New Republic under General Organa.
[ It's technically an accurate statement. Poe just isn't going to mention the rest of it, right now. That the General operated outside the bounds of the New Republic, when it still existed. The hunted, haunted part of him flashes on the image of those red lights in the sky over Takodana, but the smile in his eyes doesn't waver. ] In the blood, I guess.