Yeah. [ Poe laughs under his breath. Then yanks John's jacket, pointing to the nearest open cluster, one of the crystals nearly twice as tall as Poe and John. ] Race you.
[ Poe guns it for the formation, like a kid who just spotted a free swing on the playground. Win or lose, he doesn't really care--he just wants to stand in the light cast from that crystal. He wants to be close to something that grand. ]
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[ Poe guns it for the formation, like a kid who just spotted a free swing on the playground. Win or lose, he doesn't really care--he just wants to stand in the light cast from that crystal. He wants to be close to something that grand. ]