Not now, he says, and Jess hates that she agrees with him. She can tell Poe is different. It showed on the roof, when he told her there was no way to control the Porter. It showed in the way his good mood collapsed at the mention of BB-8, the way he's forcing himself to be cheerful now.
She knows him, and it couldn't be more obvious that he's struggling somehow. She hates that she's not sure about what's happened to him. Hates that a stormtrooper might know better than she does.
One thing's for sure. She and Poe really need some private time after this.
"Yeah," she finally says, her tone making it clear how reluctant she is to agree. "We keep what's between us between us, at least for today."
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Not now, he says, and Jess hates that she agrees with him. She can tell Poe is different. It showed on the roof, when he told her there was no way to control the Porter. It showed in the way his good mood collapsed at the mention of BB-8, the way he's forcing himself to be cheerful now.
She knows him, and it couldn't be more obvious that he's struggling somehow. She hates that she's not sure about what's happened to him. Hates that a stormtrooper might know better than she does.
One thing's for sure. She and Poe really need some private time after this.
"Yeah," she finally says, her tone making it clear how reluctant she is to agree. "We keep what's between us between us, at least for today."