@fulcruma sent: ❛ here, you can borrow my jacket. ❜
he reaches out and takes the jacket without thinking, mostly because he’s just really cold, partially because he’s pretty sure the other man would keep insisting if he tried to brush off the help. “thanks, i never got used to being really cold.” that was putting it lightly, despite having left home as a teenager to go to the flight academy, and then joining the new republic , he was still a yavin iv boy born and raised.
looking to the other, poe grins as he tosses the jacket over his shoulders, wrapping himself in it as tightly as he could. it’s not that he’s shaking, though it’s a near thing, but he is constantly blowing on his hands to try and keep them warm. that and really, really missing being in his ship. “aren’t you going to freeze? i can tough it out.”










