Poe took a seat beside him, letting his legs dangle over the side and leaning back on both hands, though he was close enough to be able to lean over and bump Finn's shoulder companionably.

"Yeah, alright, I'll admit it, Jess picked a good spot," he said with a laugh. Those nerves were back again. It almost felt like he was getting into one of those moods - into that hunger that he couldn't stop - except that it felt... different.

Either way, it was making his pulse flutter like crazy.

"They probably had festivals for days like this, back in the day."