[ For perhaps an uncomfortably long time, Poe just stares at the picture, an expression somewhere between wonder and mystification on his face. He touches the glass over it lightly, like if he places his fingers just the right way he can step through the frame and back into that moment. ]
This is....
[ He doesn't say what it is, but actions speak louder than words and all that. He yanks Finn into a full-bodied, clinging hug. ]
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This is....
[ He doesn't say what it is, but actions speak louder than words and all that. He yanks Finn into a full-bodied, clinging hug. ]