Finn was taken in by all of it. The tree that Poe carved, the one that Rey created, everything here. He was also taken in by the story, finally finding the source of Poe's earlier anger.

The confusion still alluded him, though. There was something else, something he didn't want to say. That had never happened before like this. Poe had dodged questions in the past about details regarding the souls he judged whenever Finn tried to needle him into talking it out. This, though, was just silence.

He didn't like it. His hand combed through Poe's hair again, the other still gently holding on to his wrist. Should he urge Poe to tell him or should he let his lover keep his secrets?

"What was it about the talk that bothered you so badly? She wants to stand up to Demeter, right? That's a good thing."