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[protectingthelight]

[ She can't disagree with that assessment. Nor did she disagree with Leia's reasoning, which was exactly what Poe recognizes. They couldn't spare a single person, not even a hothead.

Don't thank me, she almost says. ]

I'm sorry you had to find out. Like this.

[volitaunt]

[ What can he say to that? Thank you, again, like he can feel any real gratitude for any of this? ]

I understand why you didn't want me to.

[ It's a twisted, reverse kind of I-told-you-so. It's better at least than a thank you. ]

[protectingthelight]

[ There is absolutely nothing in any kind of etiquette book or briefing for this kind of situation. Best Amilyn can do is stick to the script that she would use with someone after any military disaster. ]

You should ...

[ Keep yourself busy, she almost says, but that sounds bad in her head before it even forms itself into spoken words. She pauses, then: ]

How can I help you now, Dameron? Even if it's just to let you be for now, I'll do what I can.

[volitaunt]

[ He's not sure how to answer her. He doesn't know what he needs, doesn't even know what he wants. ]

Thank you. [ He hears how shocky his voice sounds and clears his throat. ] I think-- I think I need to think.

[protectingthelight]

Of course.

[ A pause. ]

I'm here. If you want. If you need.