[ She looks at him for a moment, lips still wrapped slightly around the tube before she nods a little and takes a sip. She has enough control over herself now that the veins beneath her eyes don't lift and darken and shift, they stay hidden and she moves to lean against the counter and take a few long pulls before speaking.]
There's leftovers in the fridge, if you get hungry... now or later.
Thank you Poe, for... everything. [ She offers him a closed lipped smile before she takes another sip.] If you want BB-8 to be here, he's always welcome.
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There's leftovers in the fridge, if you get hungry... now or later.
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[ He touches her arm lightly, then makes his way to the phone. ] I'm just going to let Cassian know BB-8 will be coming his way.
[ Just to make sure the droid makes it all right.
Is this kind of paranoia the way spies view the world?
He's definitely not a fan. ]
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