[This is why they get along. Kind of. Poe doesn't push the whole Ren thing at him. Poe's smart like that, or this place would have burned down by now. He rubbed at his face as he walked down the hall to join Poe, hearing him talk.]
Imperia--Damn it Poe, you found an Imperial? [He said as it clicked. What Imperial though? Did he mean from the First Order? OH NO, Was Phasma here? Wait, he said PAST. He was looking at Poe with an unsure side stare as that arm dropped over his shoulder with a grip.]
[And guided to the kitchen, he raised a brow at the puddles. Green no less. How'd he miss all this as he wandered into the apartment blearily?]
You're telling me you met an Imp who made the apartment rain green.
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Imperia--Damn it Poe, you found an Imperial? [He said as it clicked. What Imperial though? Did he mean from the First Order? OH NO, Was Phasma here? Wait, he said PAST. He was looking at Poe with an unsure side stare as that arm dropped over his shoulder with a grip.]
[And guided to the kitchen, he raised a brow at the puddles. Green no less. How'd he miss all this as he wandered into the apartment blearily?]
You're telling me you met an Imp who made the apartment rain green.