[ Poe listens. He listens and tries to imagine Saw as Jyn describes him. Like Leia, in his way, in the way that people come to her, follow her. In the way they would willingly die for her. People in the New Republic could and did call her paranoid, a war monger, a rabble rouser, someone who only knew how to fight and to lead.
She doesn't have Saw's atrocities under her belt, but Poe has to wonder, if she'd grown up on a different planet, if she'd had a slightly different life--would she be different than Saw? 'Better' than Saw?
She fought when no one else would.
Poe's faith in her has had to grow back in the time that she's been gone. He looks at her differently now than he did before. But that doesn't mean he's lost all his instinct to revere her. He studies the lion as Jyn looks away from it. ]
Leia wrote to me and my dad when I was eight, after my mother died. They served together. Dad told me about it, about how they flew, because my mom never brought it up.
[ He's not sure where he's going with this. ]
She recruited me into the Resistance after I went AWOL on a mission, trying to track a supply ship stolen by the First Order. No one else would do anything. No one else would even acknowledge that they were a threat. Leia was the only one who saw it. She gave the rest of us someone to rally around, somewhere to go to try and stop the threat before it was too late.
[ He rubs his face. ]
Half the munitions we had to start with were either donated by wealthy patrons or stolen from smugglers after Leia collapsed an entire underwater smuggling station on top of one of her enemies and everyone else there.
[ He lets his hands fall. ]
My dad said once that good leaders aren't always good people. I think he was half-right. I think just about anyone can be good if they're given the chance. I think people who start good sometimes just get it ground out of them until the fight is all that's left.
[ He exhales a laugh. ] I don't know, I'm not sure what I'm trying to say. Maybe just that you don't have to try and justify what he did, or tell me why you still believed in him. He gave you a home. I get that.
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She doesn't have Saw's atrocities under her belt, but Poe has to wonder, if she'd grown up on a different planet, if she'd had a slightly different life--would she be different than Saw? 'Better' than Saw?
She fought when no one else would.
Poe's faith in her has had to grow back in the time that she's been gone. He looks at her differently now than he did before. But that doesn't mean he's lost all his instinct to revere her. He studies the lion as Jyn looks away from it. ]
Leia wrote to me and my dad when I was eight, after my mother died. They served together. Dad told me about it, about how they flew, because my mom never brought it up.
[ He's not sure where he's going with this. ]
She recruited me into the Resistance after I went AWOL on a mission, trying to track a supply ship stolen by the First Order. No one else would do anything. No one else would even acknowledge that they were a threat. Leia was the only one who saw it. She gave the rest of us someone to rally around, somewhere to go to try and stop the threat before it was too late.
[ He rubs his face. ]
Half the munitions we had to start with were either donated by wealthy patrons or stolen from smugglers after Leia collapsed an entire underwater smuggling station on top of one of her enemies and everyone else there.
[ He lets his hands fall. ]
My dad said once that good leaders aren't always good people. I think he was half-right. I think just about anyone can be good if they're given the chance. I think people who start good sometimes just get it ground out of them until the fight is all that's left.
[ He exhales a laugh. ] I don't know, I'm not sure what I'm trying to say. Maybe just that you don't have to try and justify what he did, or tell me why you still believed in him. He gave you a home. I get that.