Unfortunately, Finn's brain was still idling and generally unaware of the bad or odd things happening at the moment. All he did know was that Poe loved him, too, before immediately babbling. It sounded a little like an apology or regret, but that- That would be the worst thing.

"I want this," he told him quietly, pressing their foreheads together, nuzzling his nose against Poe's and their lips hardly a breath apart. "I want this, Poe. I want you." He bore down on the vines to show him, half-certain that neither of them was ready to go again but absolutely positive that it was better than Poe seeming upset about this. In Finn's mind, at the moment, it was perfect. "I love you. Stay."