ic contact;

[volitaunt]

"You missed me. Don't worry, it happens a lot."

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[coy]

No, I can just...[ She wiggles the little tube at the top of the bag. Yes, it's better warmed up but she'd rather drink it cold then risk him feeling anymore weird than he might already feel.

And if she finds him outside her door, she's going to tell him to come in and sleep with her. It's not like they hadn't done it before.

She smiles softly before turning slightly to take a sip.]

[volitaunt]

[ Poe reaches out at once, putting a hand lightly against her shoulder and turning her back toward him.

He's not sure what to say--he just knows he doesn't want her to be ashamed, or shy, or... any of the thousand negative feelings she seems to have about herself and what she is.

Finally, he says: ]

Not with me, all right?

[coy]

[ 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.

[volitaunt]

Okay.

[ 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. ]

[coy]

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.