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Date: 2017-12-09 08:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] volitaunt
[ Good, drink the dumb water. Slowly.

Poe doesn't do the whole "commander" thing a lot, with his friends. Or he didn't used to. It's been a while since Black Squadron. Sometimes it feels like a lifetime since it was just him, Jess, Karé, Snap. (L'ulo, Oddy.) He's still their friend, he can't be any less, but there's a distance between him and his subordinates has grown into something that sometimes feels impassable. He's their Commander. They come to him with their panic, their fear, their exhaustion, and he puts them back together again. He has to be someone who can give them the most mundane orders with the assurance that they'll be obeyed. Eat. Breathe. Listen. Lay down.

Finn is different.

Finn is the first friend he's had in ages who doesn't have to answer to him, who doesn't owe him some degree of obedience or respect simply due to his position. Finn, he has to be more careful with. Finn, he has to be more honest with. He can't just command and trust that the person he's talking to will assume he has their best interests in mind.

Still, he watches in silence to make sure that Finn does in fact drink the dumb water.

Very quietly: ]


I'm never going to run, Finn. I understand, and I will understand if that's something, someday that you have to do. But I can't.
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