[ At the sound of her name, he stands a little straighter, squares his shoulders almost imperceptibly, like he's preparing to salute or for inspection. ] General Leia Organa.
[ He might idolize her a bit. Just a bit. A tiny bit.
Poe lets go of Cassian's hand and claps him on the shoulder, the motion comfortable and familiar in spite of the impossibility of their situation. Poe has, to some degree, adapted to his odd position of acting without knowing or being allowed to know all of the details. Somehow that makes this easier, accepting Cassian's presence and adapting to it without yet knowing how it's possible.
But he plans on figuring that last one out. And, if at all possible, he plans on taking Cassian and Jyn back with him to D'Qar. ] I think I owe you a drink. Is there a bar in this town?
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[ He might idolize her a bit. Just a bit. A tiny bit.
Poe lets go of Cassian's hand and claps him on the shoulder, the motion comfortable and familiar in spite of the impossibility of their situation. Poe has, to some degree, adapted to his odd position of acting without knowing or being allowed to know all of the details. Somehow that makes this easier, accepting Cassian's presence and adapting to it without yet knowing how it's possible.
But he plans on figuring that last one out. And, if at all possible, he plans on taking Cassian and Jyn back with him to D'Qar. ] I think I owe you a drink. Is there a bar in this town?