Finn froze, realizing Poe's mind was in a completely different place right now. Usually, Poe was unpredictable, but this just made that aspect worse. How could he get him to see that he wasn't well? How could he convince him to find help?

Terrified, Finn put the bar to the side and stepped forward, gently putting a hand on his arm. "Poe? What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"