"Just don't let the coping mechanisms take over for feeling."
He smiles to soften the words, giving her hand another little squeeze before he lets go. "That's a dangerous road. You have to let the emotions in, let your mind do the work it's meant to. The galaxy's too rough a place to be at war with yourself."
Poe shifts in his seat, coming back to the present. He felt a million miles away, for a moment there, and he can see a room full of people in uniform, a plinth and a coffin and General Organa standing at its side. The memory leaves a sober ache behind, and in spite of his advice to Caroline, he pushes it away.
"The world, I meant," he says. He looks at the nearest camera, a cockeyed smile back in place. "I meant the world."
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He smiles to soften the words, giving her hand another little squeeze before he lets go. "That's a dangerous road. You have to let the emotions in, let your mind do the work it's meant to. The galaxy's too rough a place to be at war with yourself."
Poe shifts in his seat, coming back to the present. He felt a million miles away, for a moment there, and he can see a room full of people in uniform, a plinth and a coffin and General Organa standing at its side. The memory leaves a sober ache behind, and in spite of his advice to Caroline, he pushes it away.
"The world, I meant," he says. He looks at the nearest camera, a cockeyed smile back in place. "I meant the world."