All of Finn's anxieties vanished in the face of one of Poe's famous scalp massages. He smiled a little to himself, leaning into it without shame. It felt nice, okay? And if this was as close as they were going to get, he'd take every second.

But then his eyes popped open. Wait, when had he closed them? Never mind. "He? Poe, did you name your robot?" He smiles, finding this man so endearing. Poe had already been talking about it like it was more than just a machine but now-

Well, who could blame Finn if he fell a little more?