Well, what? Finn had no idea what they were talking about before that kiss. Barely remembered the island before he opened his eyes again, which was a bit belatedly. His lips were still parted, gaze on Poe's mouth for a moment before looking up to him fully.

He blinked. Right. There was a question. "Good. That was-..." Instead of trying to give it a voice, he put a hand on the back of Poe's neck and pulled him in for a firmer kiss, one he actually knew. But he pulled away quickly, that kiss not being enough to even show him. "That was really good," he repeated, licking his lips and smiling.