BB-8

*Making a humming sound, the praises of his pilot make the astrotech light up with pride and affection*

*Beeps flirtatiously*

Curling up in a chair, the hybrid sighs, utterly exhausted.

The hybrid wad completely and utterly lost, looking through everything and unable to choose what might work best. When be finally settled on something, he hoped that the other man would approve, stepping from the closet to put himself on display for the pilot. "Master Poe?"

{Attempts to put one of Poe's curls back into place}

Commander Dameron's signature is so messy, it doesn't even look like his name, anymore.