There was no way Poe was going to be able to completely turn his mind away from where it had been brooding all day, but if anything, that made him want to indulge more rather than less. He trusted her to be able to defend herself - she was stronger than he was, in many ways, despite what others might assume from the outside. She was often stronger than he and Finn put together. But Poe didn't deal with being on the outside of a plan very well. He didn't like being told to sit back. So even though she had every right to deal with this herself - he couldn't stand the thought of not doing anything. But maybe he and Finn would be able to find whoever was plotting against them.

Maybe then he'd make her proud.

He pressed his body to her other side, threading an arm around her waist and letting his fingers catch the rope that held up Finn's chiton.

"You know I'd never deny you," He rumbled lowly, almost in her ear, before letting his hand gently brush down her waist, making the gathered pleats of her dress ripple under his touch.