He's the best. It was just him and me, after my mom died. [ Poe's smile is a little distant, a little sad. ] He'd like you. He was with the Pathfinders, during the war. Special forces.

[ He's tempted to tell some of his dad's stories, or more accurately the stories he's heard about his dad. His father never told them himself. He left Poe to learn from other veterans, the things Kes Dameron accomplished. There were a few stories Kes didn't mind sharing, but it had never been enough for a younger Poe.

He doesn't want to miss his father any more than he already does, though. Right now, in particular, when he could use a hug and Kes's advice more than anything. ] I wish you could meet him.

[ Then the melancholy is gone, and Poe smiles sideways at John. ]

And I say that because I could.