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Dopheld nods and smiles. “Yes thank you.” He shakes his head lightly and sighs. “At least someone is being sensible. I thought General Hux was going to have a coronary when Lord Ren said he had arranged a meeting with General Organa.. I’m hoping he’s serious about this.. he’s created so much needless violence. It would be nice to have an end to this war.” He says softly. “That and I’m getting really tired of getting force choked.”
“Kinky,” he muttered, tapping the wooden counter-top of the bar to get a pair of drinks sent their way. The word flew passed his lips without his mind granting it clearance for departure. Thinking about what the officer said and its implications, however, made the pilot’s stomach twist uncomfortably. Their drinks were placed in front of them almost immediately. Poe lifted his gaze to meet the man’s eyes, which seemed oddly familiar. He wondered if they’d met once before in less favorable circumstances, “No---”
He offered him one of the drinks as he’d originally proposed, no tricks involved, “No. Sorry, that actually sounds terrible. You want to talk about it?”Â
