[ Everything she's seen of Yavin 4 has been breathtakingly beautiful, so much so that she's excited at the prospect of seeing another view of this planet that Poe calls home. Add in the incredible history the Rebellion has here and she's wishing it was her home too. But thoughts like that are pushed aside as quickly as they rise up — she doesn't need to think about how Jakku was never truly home and how she has nowhere to return to when they finally win this war.
Returning that grin with one of her own, she crossed her arms and gave him an amused look. ]
Do you always hang out on rooftops when you're planetside?
[As he came down he couldn't help the thought that he looked forward to showing her the temple. He had let her settle in a bit at the homestead first. They cleaned a bit, and he activated CB22, the house droid to clean the rest. He let Rey have his parents room to sleep in if she wanted, and he had his old room for himself. Nice and proper. BB-8 had puttered around as well.]
[And then he went out to chill on the roof. Why the roof?]
Not always, but it's a good place to think. Dad used to sit with me up there. It's grounding. [He smiled at her, wistfully, then nodded towards a speeder he had out.] It's within running distance, but I figure after a climb up and down, the ride home will be nice.
[ It felt so strangely surreal to be staying in an actual home, somewhere people were meant to live and not just a space that had been carved out to exist. Those within the house were meant to be happy, to bond and work together, and it felt so... It was like a dream come true. Not her own, she'd never known how such a thing might feel and had certainly never expected to experience it herself — well, maybe she had, on those darkest nights.
Cleaning that home had been wonderful. She felt like she'd earned the right to stay there because of the effort she'd made, working hard to clear the dust and grime from the bedroom while CB22 took care of the rest. Only when it seemed like something fit to be in a Home had she put down her rags and gone to find her wayward pilot. ]
You're probably right. [ She conceded it with an easy smile, having seen the height of the temples when they'd flown in and recognizing her own physical limitations. She was capable of a lot but it would be nice to have the ride back. ] Have you done this before? Climbing the temple?
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[ Everything she's seen of Yavin 4 has been breathtakingly beautiful, so much so that she's excited at the prospect of seeing another view of this planet that Poe calls home. Add in the incredible history the Rebellion has here and she's wishing it was her home too. But thoughts like that are pushed aside as quickly as they rise up — she doesn't need to think about how Jakku was never truly home and how she has nowhere to return to when they finally win this war.
Returning that grin with one of her own, she crossed her arms and gave him an amused look. ]
Do you always hang out on rooftops when you're planetside?
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[And then he went out to chill on the roof. Why the roof?]
Not always, but it's a good place to think. Dad used to sit with me up there. It's grounding. [He smiled at her, wistfully, then nodded towards a speeder he had out.] It's within running distance, but I figure after a climb up and down, the ride home will be nice.
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Cleaning that home had been wonderful. She felt like she'd earned the right to stay there because of the effort she'd made, working hard to clear the dust and grime from the bedroom while CB22 took care of the rest. Only when it seemed like something fit to be in a Home had she put down her rags and gone to find her wayward pilot. ]
You're probably right. [ She conceded it with an easy smile, having seen the height of the temples when they'd flown in and recognizing her own physical limitations. She was capable of a lot but it would be nice to have the ride back. ] Have you done this before? Climbing the temple?