[ But here's the thing — Andy never had a fucking chance. Not on this bet. Not against Rex. Not with her sitting there in her gunner's chair with a cigarette hanging from her lips, one leg casually propped up like she's just enjoying the scenery. This woman? She's firing off a few shots for fun. She knows very well they that would've been just fine even if she'd decided to go into the back and take a nap while they escaped. There's no better pilot than Poe, and no better shot than Rex.
So, she doesn't pull the trigger first. She only sighs out a mouthful of cancerous smoke in resignation as Rex's shot takes beautiful advantage of Poe's expert maneuvering. ]
Jokes on you assholes — you'll have to deal with me when I'm cranky and covered in engine grease.
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So, she doesn't pull the trigger first. She only sighs out a mouthful of cancerous smoke in resignation as Rex's shot takes beautiful advantage of Poe's expert maneuvering. ]
Jokes on you assholes — you'll have to deal with me when I'm cranky and covered in engine grease.