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"Hey, try again later."

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[deploy]

[BB-8 chirps and John smiles.

For a moment, he almost forgets Poe broke up with him. Everything feels like it used to.

Then, with a violent wrenching of his heart, he remembers.]

Hey B.

Take care of this idiot, would you?

I don't want to have to scrape him off the runway.

[volitaunt]

[ BB-8 cuts in again with a cheerful noise of confirmation, and Poe gives the droid's dome a fond shove. ]

Stop that.

[ A pause. ]

pretty sure you've already done that last part. couple of times.

[deploy]

[John will pick up Poe as many times as he falls down.

Together or apart.

But he can't say that. Not without crossing the line Poe drew between them.]

What can I say. I've always had a thing for search and rescue.

[volitaunt]

you know i'd do it for you too, right?

[deploy]

[John wants to believe that, but he can't let himself. It's safer if he doesn't expect anything, and just appreciates Poe's words for what they are.

A nice thought.]

Sure.

[volitaunt]

[ John doesn't believe him.

It knocks the bottom out from under any strength he might have taken from this conversation.

John doesn't believe him, and he has no reason to. ]

anyway. thanks.

[deploy]

Take care of yourself.

It'll get better.

[That's what he keeps telling himself.]

[volitaunt]

[ Poe lets his head fall back to rest against the side of the bed, throat tightening all over again. ]

yeah.

[ Just like sure.

A nice thought. ]