[ 'Beautiful' isn't the first word that pops into Poe's mind when it comes to stuff like this, but he can see it. He can especially see it from the point of view of a young woman who's still seen so little of the galaxy, which isn't as much a depressing thought as it feels like an opportunity, one that can't ever be taken for granted, and one that's more or less on hold while they're here, but the potential is there. It's just a matter of finding a way, of not losing hope no matter how dire things may seem.
He's determined not to. He's definitely not going to share any doubts with his friends. Finn, especially, seems to need that hope now more than ever after being trapped here for over a year, a fact which still hasn't completely sunk in for Poe. Losing so much time with someone he just saw prior to his own arrival is an intensely disorienting feeling.
It's somewhat easier with Rey in that regard. There's only a few weeks missing between them, though granted a lot has happened for him in that short amount of time. They'll get around to talking about that, for now he's just grateful to see her, and still feeling a lot of mixed emotions about the way she fell into his arms.
Maybe it's because she carried that waft of perfume with her, straight into him, that makes him feel more comfortable with touching her - with the fact that he kissed her, and as many unexpected feelings as he has over it, he wants to do it Then again, maybe he wanted to anyway and it's just tampered with the inhibitions that would have had him keeping his hands to himself otherwise. Or maybe both. Probably both. ]
Something similar happened to me. They gave me something like that but it had sand in it. It... made things interesting for a while.
[ He's followed her to the kitchen, not all that surprised that she's drawn to the gleaming metal appliances and smooth surfaces, compared to the softer room across. And, since she mentions it, he's leaning in over her shoulder to take in a breath of that scent, possibly a lot closer than he really needs to be. ]
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He's determined not to. He's definitely not going to share any doubts with his friends. Finn, especially, seems to need that hope now more than ever after being trapped here for over a year, a fact which still hasn't completely sunk in for Poe. Losing so much time with someone he just saw prior to his own arrival is an intensely disorienting feeling.
It's somewhat easier with Rey in that regard. There's only a few weeks missing between them, though granted a lot has happened for him in that short amount of time. They'll get around to talking about that, for now he's just grateful to see her, and still feeling a lot of mixed emotions about the way she fell into his arms.
Maybe it's because she carried that waft of perfume with her, straight into him, that makes him feel more comfortable with touching her - with the fact that he kissed her, and as many unexpected feelings as he has over it, he wants to do it Then again, maybe he wanted to anyway and it's just tampered with the inhibitions that would have had him keeping his hands to himself otherwise. Or maybe both. Probably both. ]
Something similar happened to me. They gave me something like that but it had sand in it. It... made things interesting for a while.
[ He's followed her to the kitchen, not all that surprised that she's drawn to the gleaming metal appliances and smooth surfaces, compared to the softer room across. And, since she mentions it, he's leaning in over her shoulder to take in a breath of that scent, possibly a lot closer than he really needs to be. ]
It's not horrible. It's just a little strong.