I have a feeling we have a thing or two we can do to take care of that, [ Rex purrs in Poe's ear, which isn't conducive to settling the man down, but his ironclad will can only go so far. He won't relent today, not when Poe's still in such pain and they still have more of his vitals to go over. Later, though, there's plenty he can think up that doesn't require Poe to move at all. He'll have to pass the message onto Andy who quite clearly didn't get that particular memo.
Pfassk, he's pretty, though, even roughed up and drugged to the gills and in need of more of a shower than what Andy and Rex could provide just trying to ineffectually mop him up. It's a lot easier to appreciate that in the calm of the medbay now that it's clear that Poe will be all right. He pauses, though, something fond and painful twisting in his gut. He wonders if Poe knows how right he is, how vital he is to what makes them them. He probably does.
Probably doesn't cut it. He brings Poe's hands together around his midsection, Rex's own hands draped over top of them. ]
You are, you know. The love of our lives.
[ Because that's how their strange little relationship goes, isn't it? Poe tells Rex he loves him; Rex tells Poe he loves him. Poe tells Rex Andy loves him; Rex tells Poe Andy loves him. It shouldn't work. But Rex fancies that it does - and if it doesn't, well hell, he'll never know the difference. ]
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Pfassk, he's pretty, though, even roughed up and drugged to the gills and in need of more of a shower than what Andy and Rex could provide just trying to ineffectually mop him up. It's a lot easier to appreciate that in the calm of the medbay now that it's clear that Poe will be all right. He pauses, though, something fond and painful twisting in his gut. He wonders if Poe knows how right he is, how vital he is to what makes them them. He probably does.
Probably doesn't cut it. He brings Poe's hands together around his midsection, Rex's own hands draped over top of them. ]
You are, you know. The love of our lives.
[ Because that's how their strange little relationship goes, isn't it? Poe tells Rex he loves him; Rex tells Poe he loves him. Poe tells Rex Andy loves him; Rex tells Poe Andy loves him. It shouldn't work. But Rex fancies that it does - and if it doesn't, well hell, he'll never know the difference. ]