“I told you that we would,” Poe replied easily, as if he had arranged it himself; padding around the room and checking all the corners of it, as if looking for something. But whatever he was looking for, he didn’t find, and he let out a satisfied sigh as he flopped down on one of the beds.

“I knew we would.” Okay, apparently all that fear he’d felt? Completely replaced by smug bravado now. Sorry Finn. “But yeah. We can figure the rest out tomorrow.”