Happy tears. Happy that she was where she belonged. Happy they found her and happy their connection was still there. Finn drew her in, but she didn’t let go of Poe’s hand, burying her face in the crook of Finn’s neck. Is scent calming and welcoming, but made her heartache.

Their words reached her heart and the feelings from the day had broken through. This was where she wanted to be, held by both men in a home built on love and trust. She didn’t have that when she was younger, but craved it nonetheless.

Her tears wouldn’t stop but she refused to outright sob. Years they could’ve had together were robbed from them. Years of memories that they couldn’t create....she mourned for the time they lost and for the time they were apart. While she didn’t have all of her memories, she knew what a hole she left in their hearts.

She didn’t let go of either of them, even drawing Poe’s hand towards her to drape over her side.