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[If looks could kill, his would have killed Poe at least a hundred times over. He was treading on some thin ice, bringing up Rey's slip up.]

Do I need to give you a reminder of what my name is, pilot?

[He'd been careful to keep some physical distance but now he steps into Poe's space, several inches taller than him. It was easy for him to do this, to slip into the shoes of someone far more intimidating and larger than life. He'd played the role for so long and he felt himself slipping back into it easily.]

We will work together with the other Rifters to get through this. That doesn't mean I need to trust you, or respect you. You're nothing. Less than, in fact.

[It was on the tip of his tongue to slip in a threat, but he bites it back. He needed to be careful. Rey could probably already sense the rising tension in him through their connection and he did his best to bring it back down. He takes a step back again, his gaze still hard.]

Anything you do or say in relation to me falls back onto Rey. You can't say a word to anyone unless you want it reflecting onto her. She, myself, and Obi-Wan are probably already being pigeon holed together because of our abilities. We're most likely a target of anyone looking to prove how unstable Rifters all are. Saying anything would only damage you.

[ If Kylo was going to push buttons, he'll shove them right back. ]

Why don't you remind me? Ren Ben sounds accurate.

[ He freezes in his spot not wanting to back away when the other closes his distance. The fear from their first meeting is slowly creepy in since he knows what could happen. Poe stands straighter keeping his chin up. ]

Everything can be purely business between us. We don't have to trust each other at all. That's not something that would be easily given to begin with. I have no reason to trust you as I've already said. Unless you need me to repeat myself about manipulation and you being First Order. You're all the same to me.

[ His eyebrows raise upwards while he shifts from one side to the other. Poe didn't really care what Kylo thought of him. Nothing? That could mean other people, everyone else could mean that to him too. The only person out of the equation would be Rey given how close they are. ] Can you be any more charming?

You are all Force users. [ The Force was in everything. He knew that much. ] The decision that gets made effects all of us. I don't want it to happen to anyone. I'll say things if I need to, but they won't be anything that'll put Rey into danger. I would rather put myself in that spot knowing that all of this is very political. I doubt you'd know anything about that.

[His hands clench into fists and it took every ounce of his willpower not to sock him in the face.]

If you must know Ben was my name before I turned.

[He grits his teeth, his anger spiking just as much as his anxiety. It was coupled with a myriad of memories - his childhood fraught with difficulties that were compounded by his abilities, the look in his father's eyes right before he killed him, and then the look of sadness in his mother's eyes turning to relief when he didn't shoot her out of the sky, only for one of his men to do it for him.]

Ben Solo. Son of your General Organa and the War Hero, Han Solo.

[The very hero he had murdered in cold blood.]

Are you happy now? You couldn't just leave well enough alone.

[He was seething, backing up a few paces to keep from doing anything foolish.]

If you tell anyone about what I did back home, I'll kill you where you stand.

[The only ones who knew the extent of his transgressions was Rey and Poe. Not even Obi-wan had known the things he'd done and the last thing he wanted was Dameron painting some wild tales to anyone who would listen, making it so that he had a larger target on his back. Rey wouldn't allow it.]

[ Maybe it's what Poe wanted, Kylo Ren to throw the first punch. It would give him a reason to fight back.

He wanted to say something to the comment about who he was before. Poe though took another surprise of the full explanation. His eyes shut for a moment before opening fast. ]

Uh... what? [ He looks to be in disbelief. There's a pause as he thinks things through what Kylo Ren just said. He's the son of Leia and Han. ]

If that is who you were before, why change? [ A soft echo from his past enters his mind. Change is necessary to give us a jolt and remind us of what's important in life. Poe shakes his head a bit not wanting to believe that's what this is. ] It all could be a lie but--

[ Why threaten to kill him if it was? Why use Leia and Han to begin with if it weren't? Poe's eyebrows furrow towards the center as he seems unsure. ] I'm not exactly joyous over this information.

[ He seems to be getting a bit upset leaning more into frustration. ]

You do know that we're all trying to look not harmful. If anyone were to find a death and were to even assume it's from another Rifter. It wouldn't put any of us in a good position. No one needs to know what you did except for Rey.

It's none of your business why I left. That's between myself and the General.

[And the tone he uses might be one he's familiar with. When Leia wanted a subject dropped she made it clear.]

Oh, you'll have no reason to worry about me killing you if you keep any stories you might have about me to yourself. I'm not worried about what Rey knows or doesn't know, because I don't keep things from her. As long as we're on the same page, you and I should work together just fine.

['Just fine' might be the understatement of the century. He sighs, running a gloved hand through his hair.]

I don't want this interfering with whatever it is the other Rifters have planned. Do you think you can just trust me when I say that you don't want the whole story and I have no intention of ever giving it to you.

[The last thing he wanted was to paint his mother in an unfavorable light to Poe. He was her protege. He deserved to see her as she was: a decorated and celebrated General, not a mother who had made mistakes and lost her son to the dark side.]

You can call her your mother since you told me.

[ He is familiar with the tone and will not continue to push the subject. ]

I can keep your stories to myself. You should keep my own stories to yourself. Doesn't matter if I failed or not. Crait I made a decision that I normally don't make. Retreating isn't easy to do when there could be that one chance. That had been the best call to make.

[ Even if he had believed that Luke Skywalker was showing them the way out. When that hadn't been true at all. Rey had helped them out of that mine. Poe had only lead them to a dead end that could have gotten all of them killed. ]

It could sour whatever they do have planned. We need the natives and the people of Thedas to believe that the Rifters aren't a threat. Sooner or later that story could surface. All I can do is give you some trust. It won't stop the inner questions I may have.

[ Right now, all he has is growing doubt of why she would have kept Kylo Ren as her son away from him. Poe though knew that not all things get told for a reason. Keeping the hope alive would be the main focus. ]

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