Finn knew to expect little but he had still hoped for more. Seeing Rey's childhood broke his heart, to think that a smaller version of her that was so innocent had to remain here for nearly no reason at all. How did she get to this point, he wondered. Surely a goddess wouldn't have been reincarnated randomly. There was something more to this.

Or perhaps he was just trying to place blame where none could go. His eyes darted to Poe and wondered if he was doing the same.

"If they weren't kind to you," he said to Rey, "then they don't matter anymore. You're not one of the mortals. You never have been." They shouldn't turn this into a hunt. No matter how angry Finn was.