He took a moment to collect himself, to start breathing regularly again. Took longer than he liked, but-... None of that was real. Poe was here, everything was okay.

But it could happen. It could happen tomorrow. They would want an example made if they could swing it, he knew. But that wasn't right now, so he just squeezed Poe close to bring himself to the present, putting his fears aside for a minute.

"Sorry," Finn muttered. Even with all of that on his mind, he felt bad about waking Poe up.