[ Rex raises a brow. He likes to think he knows a thing or two about how this stuff works - about teamwork, about synergy, about what it takes to really make a team. He's one of millions, built to work with his brothers as one person. One body, one heart, one soul. That's what they say.

But they're all individuals. Rex knows better than anyone that while it may come more naturally to them and while they're trained for that exact purpose, it takes time to get a unit working with that sort of cohesion, especially without any single authority to look to.

It certainly takes longer than three weeks for complete strangers to get to that point. ]

I see it's a habit of yours, then. [ So Poe collects strays. Dangerous work, in this galaxy. All things considered, Rex can't complain. ]

I'm surprised. And I don't get surprised easy. [ Not a lie; even when they'd been bombarded and Rex had been unmasked, he'd reacted more with aggression than any semblance of surprise.

The offer had surprised him, though, so maybe he only gets surprised when it comes to the foolishness of you two. ]

You two work like you've been doing this for a while.