You could have. Andy and I are good at what we do. The best, some would say.

[ Nobody says this. Well, Rex says it. Rex says it often, in fact, like a proud mother hen. He's always admired skill and daring just about as much as he admires valor in the field and while he tries not to pump up the others' egos too much, he can't help himself. They're incredible, and that makes them the best damn team in the galaxy. He can't stay mad for long, though, not when Poe just did exactly what he does - and Rex would have never fallen for him if that wasn't the case. He doesn't move, arm still braced above Poe's head, face hovering over Poe's, enjoying their closeness, luxuriating in the fact that he's still alive for them to have this fight. ]

You know, if I'd known how much it'd calm you down, I would've started kissing you a lot sooner.