Poe paced, realizing he hadn’t really asked where they should sleep. Eventually he just decided that to hell with the weird butterflies the idea gave him, his room was best. He grabbed a spare pillow for Finn and then padded back to his room, fussing with the bed before padding out to see if Finn needed help.

“Sorry,” he murmured quietly. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m sorry.”