Malleable. Poe tenses, forcing himself not to shudder at the memory of darkness sifting through his head, sinking claws into his memories, ripping them to the foreground.
He can't even remember what those memories were. Not for the first time he wonders if his "accident" was a little more intentional than they want him to believe.
More to do something with his hands than because he feels like eating, Poe breaks off a piece of the brownie and pops it in his mouth, chasing it with a sip of coffee. "I don't remember a host of anything, right now. I wouldn't know my own name if it weren't for the hospital bracelet, and I wouldn't know a lot more than that if it weren't for Beebee-Ate."
BB-8 who, it seems, has found a record of Cassian Andor. He's exclaiming about it, whistling inquiries about how it's possible before swiveling his head-dome around toward Poe and pouring out another rush of information that includes the words Scarif, Death Star, and Fulcrum.
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He can't even remember what those memories were. Not for the first time he wonders if his "accident" was a little more intentional than they want him to believe.
More to do something with his hands than because he feels like eating, Poe breaks off a piece of the brownie and pops it in his mouth, chasing it with a sip of coffee. "I don't remember a host of anything, right now. I wouldn't know my own name if it weren't for the hospital bracelet, and I wouldn't know a lot more than that if it weren't for Beebee-Ate."
BB-8 who, it seems, has found a record of Cassian Andor. He's exclaiming about it, whistling inquiries about how it's possible before swiveling his head-dome around toward Poe and pouring out another rush of information that includes the words Scarif, Death Star, and Fulcrum.