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Aren t you afraid P2 1
Poe lays on the bed in the small cell, arms crossed. His eyes narrow as Kylo's frame fills the door. "I hope you're comfortable." "Considering what it cost… not really." "You will assist me today," Kylo orders. Poe sits up. "What could you possibly need me for? Rey's not enough for you anymore? You need another partner for your sick games." "Are you offering?" An awkward silence. Kylo takes his helmet off. Let's it drop to the ground. He smirks at Poe. "Rey is my...