00:24:07 Galactic Standard
The battle had been won, but he knew the war was far from over. Poe needed to be present. He needed to be capable and unchanged. In the presence of others it was easier, but alone in the dark was another story. The silence of the room was deafening. Thoughts were running rampant even though he actively cleared his mind. Tried to purge them. They were always there, clinging, grabbing, pulling. A deep breath. Calm, Dameron. Relax.
The blankets were covering him. He was warm. Finn was in medical. Poe had sat there all day. He should still be there now. What if he woke up alone? He shouldn’t have to wake up alone.
But he’d been falling asleep by Finn’s side. General Leia herself had told him to give him some space. To get some sleep. He knew he didn’t look great himself. Once he woke up, he would return there until Finn woke up. Yeah.
00:57:42 Galactic Standard
He couldn’t sleep. You know what? He would just close his eyes until... until he woke up. That would work, maybe. Probably not. It hadn’t any other night.
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Tossing, turning, moving, choking, a gasp as his eyes shot open, Poe jerking awake, his own yell disturbing his rest, “A dream--just--” Cold sweat. After a moment, he got to his feet to get a glass of water and regain his composure.