[She feels the words across her shoulder as much as hears them. Honestly, it doesn't really matter that they're wildly put of context, that they don't form a full thought. She gets it.
It's effort to peel herself away, but eventually after a few more moments of the crushing hug Rey manages it: sets her hands on Finn's shoulders and twists back against his grip so she can get a good look at him. The too sharp, too focused look that had been trapped on her face during the charge across the mess hall has been replaced by a buoyant, shining grin. She's all teeth, her fingers practically vibrating where they've automatically found a grip on his jacket.]
I didn't know I'd be here or I'd have sent a message. Or that you'd be here. Or Poe. Or--
[She claps her hands to either side of his face and unceremoniously smashes her mouth to his. There. Much simpler.
(Barring, of course, the boots of appreciation from the miscellaneous techs, pilots and ground crew at the tables winging them.)]
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It's effort to peel herself away, but eventually after a few more moments of the crushing hug Rey manages it: sets her hands on Finn's shoulders and twists back against his grip so she can get a good look at him. The too sharp, too focused look that had been trapped on her face during the charge across the mess hall has been replaced by a buoyant, shining grin. She's all teeth, her fingers practically vibrating where they've automatically found a grip on his jacket.]
I didn't know I'd be here or I'd have sent a message. Or that you'd be here. Or Poe. Or--
[She claps her hands to either side of his face and unceremoniously smashes her mouth to his. There. Much simpler.
(Barring, of course, the boots of appreciation from the miscellaneous techs, pilots and ground crew at the tables winging them.)]