[Rey finds that she doesn't particularly want to get away. It's an odd feeling, to go her entire life without physical contact and affection, only to suddenly be craving it now. Many things here are new to her, and the sensation she's feeling of warmth and longing isn't necessarily new but the intensity of the pull toward him she's feeling definitely is. It makes her still for a moment, looking up at him with an almost scrutinizing look. Typically she'd have to weigh the pros and the cons of getting close to someone. Figure out what their angle is, what they want from her. If they're going to try harming her or taking something she's not ready to give. With Poe, she doesn't feel any of that.
Light and warmth feel like they're going to burst out of her at any second, like she can't possibly contain them and she has to share them with the world. The issue is, she doesn't trust the world. But she does trust Poe. So she smiles and leans in to very lightly brush her lips against his. It comes from a place of connection and affection, from a shared trust. She has no idea what she's doing but it feels right.]
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Light and warmth feel like they're going to burst out of her at any second, like she can't possibly contain them and she has to share them with the world. The issue is, she doesn't trust the world. But she does trust Poe. So she smiles and leans in to very lightly brush her lips against his. It comes from a place of connection and affection, from a shared trust. She has no idea what she's doing but it feels right.]