It's surprisingly easy for him to imagine. Maybe it's because of what BB-8 has told him about his own travels, how far he's gone and how many worlds he's seen.
He wants to remember that. But hearing about a new world is the next best thing.
The trust is mutual, even if it shouldn't be. Poe has always taken to people quickly, but he doesn't know how to resist the feeling of knowing her, even if he can resist the memories themselves.
He sits down next to her on the couch, half turning, one leg drawn up onto the cushion and the other dangling over the edge.
Too close, he realizes, too late. Poe swallows and scoots back a little.
BB-8 rolls over to the foot of the couch like a small chaperone, tootling a series of notes.
"Beebee says most people know at least enough of a few languages to get by, if they travel. The rest have protocol droids to do the translating. What's it like where you're from?"
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He wants to remember that. But hearing about a new world is the next best thing.
The trust is mutual, even if it shouldn't be. Poe has always taken to people quickly, but he doesn't know how to resist the feeling of knowing her, even if he can resist the memories themselves.
He sits down next to her on the couch, half turning, one leg drawn up onto the cushion and the other dangling over the edge.
Too close, he realizes, too late. Poe swallows and scoots back a little.
BB-8 rolls over to the foot of the couch like a small chaperone, tootling a series of notes.
"Beebee says most people know at least enough of a few languages to get by, if they travel. The rest have protocol droids to do the translating. What's it like where you're from?"