They spent the next few hours bringing up the weapons and strategically placing the guns behind certain rocks and the grenades near their new exit. The two pilots exchanged more flight banter, which Mara found herself enjoying. It'd been awhile since she'd had a genuine conversation about aerial warfare that wasn't with some stuck up general who believed she wasn't good enough for their mighty Order. She was continually impressed by Dameron's overall knowledge on the subject, not that she'd ever admit that to his face. Whenever it seemed like Poe was winning a trivial debate, she'd snark back and hand him another grenade.
BB-8 just watched from afar, chirping mostly in support for his companion. If the astromech didn't like the tone the blonde used with his favorite human, he'd shine the
