It was, in fact, exactly why 622 hadn't met BB-8, but it was also why Poe wanted him to meet BB-8 now. He'd promised no more secrets and he was doing his damndest to live by that. No more secrets, no more lies. Even by omission. Not when he could help it.
"He's not hard to spot, long as you're looking at about knee-height." Poe shoved his hands into his pockets, scanning the crowd once more - not for BB-8, this time, but for Kylo or Hux - before reassuring himself and then heading to the cotton candy booth.
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"He's not hard to spot, long as you're looking at about knee-height." Poe shoved his hands into his pockets, scanning the crowd once more - not for BB-8, this time, but for Kylo or Hux - before reassuring himself and then heading to the cotton candy booth.
"You holding up okay?"