seeing rey was an emotional reunion he barely had the energy for, but when ben came through the door looking like he had ran from the car--poe felt the wave of guilt wash over him again. he stood, careful of his side, and before he knew it ben was squeezing him tight as if letting go meant none of this was real.
❛ i’m sorry, ben. ❜ he muffled. he didn’t remember ben being this warm, this inviting just like rey was. his body was so cold now, he clung to any heat source. sadly, however, he pulled back. he was certain he had questions, as rey did. once they calmed down, he took his seat, ready for the questions. ❛ you look well. ❜













