Finn glanced over to Poe, helpless and a touch miserable. He hadn't meant to make her cry. But his arms wound around her, holding Rey tight against him and burying his face in her hair.
"We'll always find you, love," he muttered, feeling guilty for just how late they were. What if she walked the Earth a hundred lifetimes before they found her again? What if she felt abandoned this whole time? His heart constricted with the thought but in a far less pleasant way, especially after seeing those scars.
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Finn glanced over to Poe, helpless and a touch miserable. He hadn't meant to make her cry. But his arms wound around her, holding Rey tight against him and burying his face in her hair.
"We'll always find you, love," he muttered, feeling guilty for just how late they were. What if she walked the Earth a hundred lifetimes before they found her again? What if she felt abandoned this whole time? His heart constricted with the thought but in a far less pleasant way, especially after seeing those scars.
"We love you. We always will."