It happens, he takes her wrist and she moves to close the distance between his lips and her bloodied wrist. She feels the blood pulled from her blood. In any other moment, it might be something euphoric but right now? She's just glancing back towards the monster and praying to whoever will listen that they can get out of here before he charges again and...
The more he takes, the faster he'll heal. At least, that's been her experience. But time is of the essence here, she can hear the creature trying to make it's come back, even with her attention back on Poe and BB-8 can only hold it off for so long before things get bad again.
And she can only press her wrist to his lips until she feels the two wounds heal and he makes his little joke.
Letting out a breathless, frantic laugh at his words but mostly as her eyes flit down to see that through the tattered remains of his shirt, his skin is already knitting back together. However, they don't have time to sit around and marvel in this moment or talk about how bonkers it all is.
They have to get the hell out of there. "Poe, we got to move. Can you move?"
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The more he takes, the faster he'll heal. At least, that's been her experience. But time is of the essence here, she can hear the creature trying to make it's come back, even with her attention back on Poe and BB-8 can only hold it off for so long before things get bad again.
And she can only press her wrist to his lips until she feels the two wounds heal and he makes his little joke.
Letting out a breathless, frantic laugh at his words but mostly as her eyes flit down to see that through the tattered remains of his shirt, his skin is already knitting back together. However, they don't have time to sit around and marvel in this moment or talk about how bonkers it all is.
They have to get the hell out of there. "Poe, we got to move. Can you move?"