Rey and Finn were sad to be parted from Dara. But even more so from Poe. They hugged him tightly and wished him luck on his mission with Dara and told him that they hoped that they would see each other again. Finn was going to remain behind with Rey and make sure she was okay. He felt that was his place. Dara said goodbye to her uncle, who appeared to be sad to see her go. He gave her a stern warning yet again about the path of vengeance and how it led to the dark side. Dara listened obediently, but Poe worried that she wasn't really taking it all into account. She was a smart woman, surely she would know that it wouldn't be wise to be reckless with the power that she had. She was a force to be reckoned with. Had a young Ben Solo seen his sister with such power and turned to the Dark side in the hopes to match her? He didn't know if that was the case or not, but he was still reeling from the fact that Kylo Ren was her brother. He had no idea how much that must hurt. Then he remembered who her grandfather was. General Organa was the daughter of Darth Vader. Dara was descended from the scourge of the galaxy, from such terrible darkness. Would she be swayed towards it as her brother had been? He told himself yet again that he couldn't let that happen.
The final farewells were sad. Poe kept his smile up for them all, telling them it would be no time at all before they all saw each other again. But Poe had a feeling in the pit of his stomach. A storm was coming. They had really poked the Hornet's nest when they had destroyed Star Killer Base. The First Order would strike back against them, and it was only a matter of time. Poe looked at his friends as the ramp of their ship closed upwards, trying to see them for as long as possible. Who knew if they would all make it through this war? Would they all live to see the end? Would they live to spend time together again. He realised the time he had spent on this planet felt stolen. Like a beautiful moment in time that he was never meant to have had. He felt a finality as the door of the ship closed, sealing him into the artificial light of the ship that he would be stuck in for the next week or so. He felt a little uneasy being in a ship for the first time in his life. He turned on his heel and made for the cockpit so they could leave. Dara followed him. She looked quite sad. He supposed she had a lot to be sad about. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder for a moment, then sat to pull the ship up gently. He was greeted with that beautiful view of the gorgeous land yet again, but he felt quite forlorn looking at it this time around. He entered the black void amongst the stars and set his destination for Coruscant, where Dara was going to seek corruption and information. He supposed agents of the First Order had to be sought out and eliminated.
They spent their first day on the ship apart, Poe at the console, Dara in the passenger bay training with the lightsabre. He could hear the furious hum of the weapon. It was a little bit unnerving, even still. The only person he had encountered, before he met this cluster of jedi, who used a lightsabre was Kylo Ren. BB-8 was running diagnostics on the ship's engine. Poe was completely alone. He didn't know if he liked that or not. Just the stars rushing past him again. It would have been better if he had someone to share this with. He put his feet up and kept an eye on things. He missed his x-wing. He missed being the dangerous and dashing pilot of the resistance and risked life and limb every time he took to the sky. He missed being himself. His slightly bizarre routine. He was fine with taking orders to go on a mission like this. Of course he was fine with spending time with Dara, when they weren't making an absolute tragedy of their friendship. He put a hand over his eyes, and thought. He felt quite worn out and sad. He thought perhaps he was emotionally exhausted. For the first time in years, he felt the urge to just sit there and cry. The hum of the lightsabre from the passenger bay stopped momentarily. Things were dark and they were sure to get darker. He was in the middle of a war, and he was stuck on a ship with a woman with whom he had the most dramatic relationship in the galaxy with. He was tired. He got up and passed through the passenger hold without even looking at the sickening moves that Dara was able to perform. He trudged to his bed where he had spent a few blissful nights with Finn and Rey. He didn't even bother undressing. He just fell onto the bed and lay there looking at the ceiling. Poe was a happy person, but he just couldn't pretend right then that the world was beautiful and fine. He heard Dara coming into his room. He didn't know if he could talk to her right now.
"You're sad." she stated. Poe closed his eyes for a second. Another urge to cry nearly overwhelmed him.
"So are you." he said, gently. She came and sat on the edge of his bed. She stared at her hands for a second. He recalled that she had told him that she had feelings for him. He didn't remember handling that declaration too well. He felt badly for that. She had put herself in a position of vulnerability before him, and he had just ignored it and talked about himself. Admittedly he had been a little bit angry with her at the time, and she could have had better timing in telling him. He took her hand now and tugged her gently down so that she was lying next to him. He put and arm around her and held her to him.
"I have feelings for you too… I think." he said, thickly. When he was a younger man he had been in love. But he had broken Poe's heart, and he never put much faith in love and relationships then. He kept things informal after that. But he knew that's what this was. He was falling in love with her. He was afraid. The conditions and the events that had led to this moment were worrying. They were tumultuous together at every turn. Something always made the other storm off in a huff and not want to talk. He didn't see how this could work. She nestled her head into his chest, and cuddled into him. They lay there together, and Poe felt that they were surely doomed.