"Stay still," he growled in response, just getting more pissed off by the second. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm getting you out. Just-"
Finn had cut enough away to realize that he wasn't seeing things. The dash had gone through Poe, almost cutting him clean in half. That- Poe wasn't going to make it... He should try to make him comfortable. Try to... help in any way he could.
But that-... No. That can't happen. Poe can't die. Not like this. "I'm going to-" His voice wavered. Shit. Fuck. He couldn't pull the dash out even if he was able to. He couldn't leave Poe here to send a distress call. He couldn't amputate his fucking torso.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck-" Shoot him, trooper, he could hear Phasma say. Put him out of his misery. "I can do this." He started looking at the dash and all of the pieces in his friend, trying to find anything he could remove without actually touching it or making it all worse.
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Finn had cut enough away to realize that he wasn't seeing things. The dash had gone through Poe, almost cutting him clean in half. That- Poe wasn't going to make it... He should try to make him comfortable. Try to... help in any way he could.
But that-... No. That can't happen. Poe can't die. Not like this. "I'm going to-" His voice wavered. Shit. Fuck. He couldn't pull the dash out even if he was able to. He couldn't leave Poe here to send a distress call. He couldn't amputate his fucking torso.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck-" Shoot him, trooper, he could hear Phasma say. Put him out of his misery. "I can do this." He started looking at the dash and all of the pieces in his friend, trying to find anything he could remove without actually touching it or making it all worse.