Finn's words calmed her guilt a little. They wanted to give her what they thought she deserved, not what she thought, which would be very little. It was such a hard thing to adjust to. She nodded her head at him, trying to take in those words and have them stick in her head.

Poe though, her eyebrows were knitted together in concern.

"You gave me a choice," Rey began, her hand moving from holding him to brushing her fingers against his cheek. The frown on his face...he had done enough of that for today. She had pulled back a little, not because he was giving her too much, but she was still new to this relationship. She didn't want Finn to feel left out by her.

"Stay or go back, you gave me a choice rather than dictate what I would do next. Giving me a choice is a step towards freedom." Something she would continue to fight until Demeter got it through her thick head that she was her own person. And Rey would have to grapple with the idea that she deserved things too.

Her look of concern gave way to an apologetic one, with her guilt on her the rise.

"When you're used to having less, anything greater what you have is....it's hard, Poe. And I think it's too much because..." she believed she was lesser, but she didn't want to breathe those words into existence. "I'm trying to overcome that....I just need you and Finn to...reassure me it's okay."

It's okay for her to have more, to want more without feeling guilty for it.