He hesitated for only a second more, and then quickly disappeared in the crowd before he had to see Finn talk to Rey. He didn't think he'd be able to deal with it. He'd never been a coward before, but. Well. There was a first time for everything.

Three days later, it was no better. They were in endless meetings, and when they weren't, Poe kept finding excuses to be somewhere else. On the third day, he could feel eyes boring a hole into head. He was right to be suspicious.

Two hours later, he'd been cornered in the abandoned hangar, and Rey was doing a very good job of ripping him a new one.

"-- ever you said to him, Poe Dameron, you had better take it back--"

"I didn't say anything! I just told him to talk to you! I don't see what's so wrong about that--"