Poe let out a slow breath and looked away, the smile fading as his brows furrowed.

“... It’s not... me that I’m worried about, exactly. By all rights, I should be dead. And if I was dead, it’s not like I would be bothered. But this... this isn’t just something that happens, Finn. Something or someone did this to me, and there’s a reason they didn’t want me to remember.”