Maybe he could help her with that. Help her channel the anger she had rather than pushing it back down until it threatened to consume. Learn to accept and work through the pain she had, because it was okay to be upset. Okay to be angry and want to do something about it. But....it had to be on her terms. It had to be something she wanted.

Her anger started to climb down, but her heart rate rose. That spark, like electricity, was going through them, yet she couldn't pull her hand back. She wanted to uncurl his fist and stop him from digging into his own flesh. She wanted to hold his hand...and Finn's too.

"Longer than a week?" she asked in softer tones after a beat. Her eyes flickering down then back up at Poe. It would take longer than a week to unpack years of hurt and anger...and abandonment.