Got held up was one way to put it. By the time Finn stopped scrubbing at his eyes, he found his jacket. There was probably time to search around for his shirt, socks, underwear, dignity, etc. but he was worried about the vines coming back and really just wanted to get out of here.

He considered briefly that they should probably track the vines down and take a sample, make sure they weren't in any real health-related danger, but- Ha ha, no. Just no. Besides, Finn wasn't exactly clean right now. He had more than enough samples all over him- Oh geez, why was he thinking about that? Oh right, because they were both probably contaminated.

Finn zipped up his jacket, realized his blaster was missing, and decided he didn't care enough. "Got everything?" As much as this was awkward and uncomfortable, they shouldn't split up. Now that he knew the signs of these vines, maybe they can avoid them together... He wasn't even going to think about the alternative.