Yes, the word nearly left her lips, but Rey bit her tongue. She couldn't possibly claim to know Finn. Not after a day. Not in the way that Poe knew him. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that she did know him. How, or why, she wasn't sure. Maybe the Fates, or the universe itself were messing them her, but...she wanted to answer that she did know him.

Instead of answering right away, Rey squeezed his hand for a moment, trying to ground herself in her answer.

"I'd want to know more about you..." so...somewhat yes and somewhat no? She wasn't going to lie to him, not after what happened. Especially after he was so honest with her.

"And I know you wouldn't harm me...nor would Poe. I know that.." I feel safe with you. I feel like we have a connection, but I shouldn't want that.

"I know that we're close friends. You're kind, and provide quiet strength and peace to Poe...and to me." Was it wrong of her to admit such a thing out loud? Finn was all of those things and more...

And the longer she stared at him, eyes open and honest and a pensive look on her face, the more she longed to....kiss him?

The day's events were truly messing with her.