It felt... special for this thing between them to be compared to Poe's parents. With the war swinging in their favor, maybe they would get to leave it, too. Have a home somewhere together, live in peace like they could on Earth. It was almost too difficult to imagine.

Finn's arm wound around Poe's shoulders, holding him close while he rested his eyes. "We'll make it," he hoped, already dosing a bit. "I know we can."