What? No it's not, don't lie to her. [Said as he lifts a hand to wipe at his mouth a couple of times, scrubbing away what crumbs are still clinging to his skin.
On the regular, Poe Dameron's a romantic. Finn knows it, everybody knows it - but sometimes when he's pitching something that he loves it comes off sounding at least a good hundred times better than it really is: flying? terrifying. Swimming? Like taking a bath, only bigger. At best he'd compare it to a slow speeder or diving for a grenade only you don't get blown to pieces if things go south.] It's fun, Rey, but it's nothing like flying.
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On the regular, Poe Dameron's a romantic. Finn knows it, everybody knows it - but sometimes when he's pitching something that he loves it comes off sounding at least a good hundred times better than it really is: flying? terrifying. Swimming? Like taking a bath, only bigger. At best he'd compare it to a slow speeder or diving for a grenade only you don't get blown to pieces if things go south.] It's fun, Rey, but it's nothing like flying.
[Then again, what doesn't Poe compare to flying?]