"Why not? The work you do, you've done, it saved billions of lives." Poe reaches out again, this time ruffling Cassian's hair lightly in a reverse of that move he remembers his cousin pulling on him so many times in a youth that never existed. "I'm proud of you."

He loves Cassian wholeheartedly, no reservations, none, and he'd throw down with anyone who bad-mouthed Cass the same way he would with anyone who talked shit about Finn. Even more so, probably, Poe realizes. He's known Cassian that much longer.