[ Poe he recognizes, but the orange and white ball trundling along at his side, he does not. Nate stands somewhat awkwardly, head tipped to one side as he squints at the approaching figures, assuming that the shorter of the two is either a really elaborate, sentient Roomba or-
Well, Hell. He doesn't know, actually. He doesn't have time to ask, either, because as soon as Poe is within grasping distance he has a grip on Nate and pulls him into a hug.
Nate goes easy and doesn't realize how tight he's squeezing until he takes a deep breath, gripping the back of Poe's jacket and stumbling a little as the momentum ceases, slows. ]
Hey. [ He says hoarsely, swallowing hard. ] Fancy seeing you here.
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Well, Hell. He doesn't know, actually. He doesn't have time to ask, either, because as soon as Poe is within grasping distance he has a grip on Nate and pulls him into a hug.
Nate goes easy and doesn't realize how tight he's squeezing until he takes a deep breath, gripping the back of Poe's jacket and stumbling a little as the momentum ceases, slows. ]
Hey. [ He says hoarsely, swallowing hard. ] Fancy seeing you here.