Oh this as opposed to this. Poe made a little noise of understanding. He missed that too. There was just something different about space, about the way the air felt different and how he always felt a little bit like he was moving even when he was laying still. No nightlight could fix that, but it certainly helped.
"This isn't bad either," Poe said, even though it didn't really need to be said. Then again, he'd never been great at silence. He squirmed slightly, pressing forward until their knees knocked together.