He didn't ever want to sleep again, to be honest, but the thought of moving away from Poe's warm embrace felt almost just as bad. "I'm all right," Finn answered after a quiet beat, hoping the lie wasn't too obvious.

Subject change. "What do you do after a bad one?"

He didn't know - but should have known - about Poe's nightmares. There was an apology for that on his tongue, too, as if what they had was so fragile that even this could tear it down. But he didn't apologize, even though it maybe was too damaging...

Or maybe he was just too maudlin about everything right now. Finn tucked his face into Poe's neck and hid away.