The lower murmur made her heart thump louder in her chest. Her cheeks started to feel warm, but she bit down on her tongue, using the pain to help her focus....her imagination or the stress of the day was making her feel things. Things that she shouldn't feel towards someone else--especially Poe. Or with Finn. They were two halves of the same, she couldn't--shouldn't have those feelings at all.

"I think they would...as long as you and Finn cared for them." Which she knew they would, without a doubt.

Their fingers brushing, lightly grazing over, causing sparks and jolts to dance along her spine. The same feeling as before, the same with Finn when she held his hand. So confusing, but she craved more of it. Fuck, she was going crazy, wasn't she?

"I suppose I could..." Rey murmured, coming to a stop with him. Her hand still holding the fruit, being so careful and gentle with it.

"Something that you and Finn would enjoy," Because they were the priority. Rey didn't think of herself, she thought of others and herself at the very last. That's just who she was.

She held the fruit back out to Poe. "Have you shown Finn? He'll be so excited and proud of you. I...I know I am."