That’s mom for you, always trying to save the universe. [Ben scoffed quietly but wasn’t able to mask the trace of bitterness in his words when he said that. Growing up in Leia Organa’s shadow was hard enough but her continued split attention between being a senator and being a mother had left the young man feeling as though he’d always come secondary in his mother’s list of priorities.] Look, let’s just…no talk about this anymore.
[Judging by the way the taller man’s shoulders had grown tense, Ben’s infamously notorious temper was at risk of boiling right over. Luke had tried to teach his nephew how to control his wild emotions and had tutored him in the risks of those very same emotions leading him on a path to the Dark Side.
But the way Poe physically moved to put himself in his path had the younger man jerking to a halt and for a brief moment, irritation flickered across his face.] I’m pretty sure she can keep me grounded. Can’t risk those Solo genes taking over and me turning into yet another flight risk.
[A sneer started to pull at the man’s lips when he spoke about his father before his expression started to turn rebellious and petulant.]I don’t need you fighting my battles for me, Poe.
[ Poe read up on his own parents when he got the chance to do so. He knew that they both helped Han Solo and Leia Organa. The life he lived was peaceful. A community home that his father built and on a ranch. Poe took in the stance of the other knowing that the conversation needed to end. ] You do know you can tell me things. When you're ready to tell them.
[ Sometimes certain conversations needed a bit more face to face interaction. ] She can. But, would you take the risk of disobeying her command and fly if you saw it to be the right thing to do?
[ Poe gives a nod at that. ] I'm not trying to fight your battles. I'm only offering to help if you don't want it, I can provide it somewhere else.
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[Judging by the way the taller man’s shoulders had grown tense, Ben’s infamously notorious temper was at risk of boiling right over. Luke had tried to teach his nephew how to control his wild emotions and had tutored him in the risks of those very same emotions leading him on a path to the Dark Side.
But the way Poe physically moved to put himself in his path had the younger man jerking to a halt and for a brief moment, irritation flickered across his face.] I’m pretty sure she can keep me grounded. Can’t risk those Solo genes taking over and me turning into yet another flight risk.
[A sneer started to pull at the man’s lips when he spoke about his father before his expression started to turn rebellious and petulant.]I don’t need you fighting my battles for me, Poe.
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[ Sometimes certain conversations needed a bit more face to face interaction. ] She can. But, would you take the risk of disobeying her command and fly if you saw it to be the right thing to do?
[ Poe gives a nod at that. ] I'm not trying to fight your battles. I'm only offering to help if you don't want it, I can provide it somewhere else.