He wished he knew why Poe kept asking. It was the same thing earlier, and Finn thought they were over that. It made doubts creep in. Not doubts about what Finn wanted but what Poe wanted. Why did he keep questioning it if he was so on board?

Okay, no, they needed to pause. Finn couldn't just walk out in an angry, confused mess. And he clearly couldn't keep pushing Poe for more if these questions were just going to keep happening.

He took his hands away, leaning back to look at him. "Why do you think I'm not comfortable?"