[John should walk away. He should leave this to someone like Finn, or even Rey, someone from Poe's world. His friends. Family. John doesn't know what he is to Poe anymore. Doesn't even know what he wants to be.
All John does know is Poe needs someone, and he needs someone right here, right now.
Maybe he isn't the right guy for it, but at least he's someone.
John walks over to Poe and crouches on one knee down beside him. Contrary to popular belief, he doesn't want to lord over Poe, or make him feel any more like shit than he already does. John takes a deep breath. Steels himself.
Seeing Poe cry... No, he isn't going to think about himself right now. John can mull those feelings over later. Or, you know, push them down deep and ignore them.
He's such a hypocrite.]
Hey. C'mon. It's okay. Just... let it out. Better here than the battlefield.
[John reaches out with one hand, gently cupping Poe's shoulder. Offering silent support.
This has been a long time coming. Every man has their limits, and Poe has reached his.]
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Date: 2019-05-30 06:01 pm (UTC)All John does know is Poe needs someone, and he needs someone right here, right now.
Maybe he isn't the right guy for it, but at least he's someone.
John walks over to Poe and crouches on one knee down beside him. Contrary to popular belief, he doesn't want to lord over Poe, or make him feel any more like shit than he already does. John takes a deep breath. Steels himself.
Seeing Poe cry... No, he isn't going to think about himself right now. John can mull those feelings over later. Or, you know, push them down deep and ignore them.
He's such a hypocrite.]
Hey. C'mon. It's okay. Just... let it out. Better here than the battlefield.
[John reaches out with one hand, gently cupping Poe's shoulder. Offering silent support.
This has been a long time coming. Every man has their limits, and Poe has reached his.]