[Everyone else is being quiet and romantic. Then there's John and Poe.
John chases after him with everything he's got, because what's the point in racing if you're not going to really race? He doesn't care if he wins or loses, either. It's about the chase. Letting go for just a few seconds, and doing something fully, for no other reason than to do it.
He's always loved to run, and he'll do his damnedest to catch up, even if Poe has a head start. Metres away he skids into a low slide, reaching out with one hand to try and touch the stalactite before Poe does.]
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John chases after him with everything he's got, because what's the point in racing if you're not going to really race? He doesn't care if he wins or loses, either. It's about the chase. Letting go for just a few seconds, and doing something fully, for no other reason than to do it.
He's always loved to run, and he'll do his damnedest to catch up, even if Poe has a head start. Metres away he skids into a low slide, reaching out with one hand to try and touch the stalactite before Poe does.]