He hands the bottle over, somehow relieved at how well and how casually she's taking it. Something in the way Cassian talked about this place--something also in the way others reacted to BB-8--made him wonder if she'd think he was crazy.
"I don't remember, if I have. Bee?"
The droid seesaws back and forth for a moment before piping a negative. "He doesn't have any record of an Earth either."
Gratitude at the little droid's presence dovetails into a pang of homesickness, which he pushes aside. "I'd be lost without this guy. He knows more about me than I do."
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"I don't remember, if I have. Bee?"
The droid seesaws back and forth for a moment before piping a negative. "He doesn't have any record of an Earth either."
Gratitude at the little droid's presence dovetails into a pang of homesickness, which he pushes aside. "I'd be lost without this guy. He knows more about me than I do."