[ No, there was nothing he wanted to do other than not leave Poe's side right now. The hand on his bicep moved to his elbow and Finn steered them away from the Porter. ]
I like to walk, and it's a good day for it. Maybe we can find something else to blow up along the way.
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I like to walk, and it's a good day for it. Maybe we can find something else to blow up along the way.
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Don't think anything we could possibly find would be anywhere near as satisfying.
...but yeah, we can walk.
I'm sorry, by the way. I know what a shock it is to have someone just completely disappear on you.
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Not like it's your fault. [
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Yeah.
I'm glad you came back, too.
[ His fingers tightened, and for the briefest second the compulsion to just start spilling everything gripped his chest.
But instead his fingers untensed and he released Finn's sleeve, hand slipping away. ]
Come on. Let's go home.