[ It's only when Poe sees Rey that the reality of this -- all of this -- really starts to sink in. Up to this point, it's been ... off, a little surreal in a way that suggests he's going to wake up with a hell of a hangover and a lot of regret about Corellian whiskey before bed.
His smile is automatic, warm and bright despite the fact that he's just as startled as she is. Still, BB-8 seems mostly unfazed, already warbling an enthusiastic greeting as the little droid races up the hallway to circle her feet twice before stopping in front of her.
Poe's approach is a little more measured, a little slower, but it's just as obvious that he's happy to see her, too. He hesitates on the other side of BB-8, hands on his hips -- grinning outright, now. ]
Well, now, fancy meeting you here. [ There's a bit of a drawl to it, almost teasing, and Poe winks for good measure. ]
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His smile is automatic, warm and bright despite the fact that he's just as startled as she is. Still, BB-8 seems mostly unfazed, already warbling an enthusiastic greeting as the little droid races up the hallway to circle her feet twice before stopping in front of her.
Poe's approach is a little more measured, a little slower, but it's just as obvious that he's happy to see her, too. He hesitates on the other side of BB-8, hands on his hips -- grinning outright, now. ]
Well, now, fancy meeting you here. [ There's a bit of a drawl to it, almost teasing, and Poe winks for good measure. ]
How's it goin', Rey?