[ It's good that Cassian doesn't mind, because, well. Poe is a hugger. It will continue to happen, along with casual shoulder pats, resting a hand on Cassian when they pass by in close proximity--basically, any time they're close enough to touch. Poe's connections to people (except those he knows don't like it) come with a great deal of physical affection.
Poe's expression shifts, briefly distant, his thoughts tinged with a longing so fierce it aches. ] Yeah. You and me both.
[ He finishes with the worst of the mess, easing the door of the stove shut on the ruined dinner and not bothering to clean up the inside of the stove for now. That's. For later. He doesn't want to get glop on whatever Cassian is cooking. ] There's someone I need to introduce you to, sooner or later. Someone I know well.
[ Poe trusts Cassian to pick up on the fact that it's someone from home that he knows well, someone he knows for real. ]
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Poe's expression shifts, briefly distant, his thoughts tinged with a longing so fierce it aches. ] Yeah. You and me both.
[ He finishes with the worst of the mess, easing the door of the stove shut on the ruined dinner and not bothering to clean up the inside of the stove for now. That's. For later. He doesn't want to get glop on whatever Cassian is cooking. ] There's someone I need to introduce you to, sooner or later. Someone I know well.
[ Poe trusts Cassian to pick up on the fact that it's someone from home that he knows well, someone he knows for real. ]