He didn't know what to say. His first instinct was to wrap Poe in a hug but should he? Was that the response he should go with? He wanted time to think, just a moment to get everything together and look at this from a half-ass logical standpoint. Right now, Poe was hysterical, gripping hard at his wrists, saying that he was in love with him while being with someone else.

Finn didn't know what to say or what the correct response was, but he had to say something. "I- I was gone almost a year. I wouldn't have wanted you to wait. I-... You moved on. That's good... That's good. I'm the one who- I came back and I've-" What, ruined everything over things he couldn't control with information he didn't have?

He stared at their hands, just trying to breathe and not cry, desperate to take a moment and think. Poe was making it sound like this other man was... the other man, that Poe and Finn were the item that was falling apart because of this. What the hell was he supposed to think? He thought Poe loved him. And he was still saying that he did but it was a different Finn and he'd moved on and- His hands were beginning to tremble out of his control. "What about- What about him? This- You- We can fix this. I'll tell him everything. I'll tell him anything you want me to. I can fix it."