"Ah, and here I already even had a shower," He said with a chuckle. "Sorry. I should have thought of that."

He stepped a little closer, putting a hand out to catch Finn's elbow - Poe's elbow - and give it a gentle squeeze.

"You don't have to worry, alright? I trust you. Long as you don't lose a limb or get stabbed - just treat my body like your own, okay? You have my permission. I don't mind." He wet his lip, stepped another few inches forward. "But it wasn't just the washroom or a shower that you've been thinking about. Is it."