Finn didn't answer, because he did, he desperately wanted things to resolve themselves in that general direction. At the same time, he couldn't believe anything Poe was saying right now. It sounded a lot like how he talked back there and, well, what if it was all a lie? What if this whole station existed to screw over his feelings about Poe Dameron? That'd be grand.

So he stared at the diagnostic tool with bated breath as the results started pouring. Aaaannnd- He actually gasped. "You're okay! It's not even-" It's fine! There's nothing! He-! Poe-!

Finn looked up from the device and gave Poe a hard stare, debating his options, before putting it aside. He cupped Poe's face and kissed him. It wasn't desperate and hungry like the ones before, but maybe sweet? Really, he just wanted to reassure to himself that this was happening, his feelings were okay to have, and they were going to be all right.