Poe clicked his tongue. Athena didn’t like him, and he wasn’t all that fond of her, but Artemis wasn’t so bad. Would he really be okay with entrusting Rey with her?

But then Rey made a suggestion he liked better.

“They’ll know we’re serious, if we go to the waking world with you.” Even if it really would fuck up a lot of stuff for both the living and the dead.

He drew closer, sliding an arm around Rey and pulling her tight against him, pushing his face against her throat. When he spoke, the words almost vibrates against her skin.

“I refuse to lose you, Rey. They’re all just jealous that you want to be here.”