Finn’s joy was infectious, and Poe wanted to kiss him silly and take him to bed and just let him talk about why he was so happy while Poe pleasured him. Maybe later. For now, he just started walking, squeezing Finn’s hand.

“Yes,” he replied. He could easily picture Finn giving life to things. After all, he’d given Poe a new life. “I can imagine it. Maybe she can teach you how.”