voice; backdated to after the jump to Jungle Paradise Planet

[volitaunt]

[ It opens with a few long seconds of silence as Poe thinks over what he wants to say. ]

Should have brought this up sooner, but--things got away from me. Us, I guess, really. Me and Finn and Rey found a relay station about a week out from the city on foot back on the ice planet.

Tinkered around with things, and we found out not only could we track the positions of the Null in real time, we could upload info straight into their hivemind. Didn't mess with that too much. Kind of figured the risk of pulling them down on our heads wasn't worth it.

[ A pause. ] We found maps of three different galaxies. Two are null-infested. The third one's barely touched. Personally, I think running to where things are mostly clear will only delay things. It won't win this fight. It won't save the lives of the sentients who don't see the threat coming yet.

[ A longer pause. ] We're looking for ideas, thoughts on what we could upload into the Null systems. People who could make that kind of thing. Put me in front of something with wings and I can fix it, no problem, but programming isn't my bag.

So. Who's got something useful to say?

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[garbagepilot]

But who would miss him, really?

[There was a moment where her face looked just a little pinched when he'd taken her hand, but that moment had come and gone in a flash of warmth, his fingers coarse and worn like hers, the rasp of old callouses probably caused by pulling metal things apart to put them back together again and make them go faster.

A moment of connection and a shadow of a smile as she meets his eyes and their hands part. It's... nice. A thing she tries not to let herself want time and again and still somehow manages to fall right back into, that desperate search for a place to fit.]

If there was something I could help with I hope you'd ask me.

[volitaunt]

I would. I will.

[ He pauses, brow furrowing, expression going briefly uncertain. He's not sure if this is the right thing to say, but he's never been much good at not speaking his mind on things. Even when he shouldn't. ]

I didn't trust her. The girl I met in Riverview. [ His smile returns, slowly. ] I trust you.

[garbagepilot]

[She doesn't blush, thankfully, but her ears do go a little red and she glances away, unable to keep eye contact under something that sounds like, feels like praise. She doesn't want to be wanted but she does, a place to fit is all she's ever wanted, and it hadn't been hard to see that if she wanted to fit with Finn she had to fit with Poe as well. On their first meeting on the Falcon, that had felt effortless.

And then she was here, and she had doubted. Now, that small smile is like a sun coming out from behind the clouds and she's not sure what to do with how warm it makes her feel.]

I'm- [Words fail her for a second, and she tries again.] Good, I mean. You can and I'm glad it feels that way.

[Another awkward pause, another second try.]

I trust you too.

[volitaunt]

[ I'm sure there's a version of that "X would now die for you" meme that has Poe as the die-ee but I'm both too tired and too wary of tumblr to discover it.

The sentiment is there, and it's pretty obvious in the way that small smile turns into a grin. ]

Maybe now Finn will stop hovering over us.