Finn had paused again, trying to find a way to put this gently. He'd failed before at that and would probably just keep failing. How many times could he let Poe down, really?

"We can't control the porter. The people who built it can't control it. Nothing can. This isn't the first time you wanted to go home, trust me. Even destroying it would just strand everyone here.

"Even when you do go back, you won't remember this. Even if you did, there was nothing you could have done. You did what you had to, what you thought was right. I-..."

He let out a silent breath and thought about how to word this, even sparing a fraction of a second wondering if he should say it at all. "I went on a mission that would have prevented most of it but I failed. It was my plan, my mistakes. The First Order captured my team and someone I knew I shouldn't have trusted ratted us out. That's how the Order knew where the Resistance was going, how they managed to pick off the unarmed evacuation shuttles, and why Luke Skywalker died to fix my mistake.

"You can't stop it, Poe. You had nothing to do with it."