"Damnit Dameron!" Rey cursed, ready to chase after him, and literally drag him back by his hand--or his hair. One of the two were bound to happen. She didn't want either man to hurt so much. She should just remove herself, then things would be fine. Maybe if she stayed on Tatooine, then things would fall into place.

Skywalker or Palpatine, they had a reputation of hurting others around them. Fuck, maybe she was better off alone.

She reached out to grab Poe's hand, trying to catch him as he pushed past them. However Finn's news made her stop. Her heart sank into the pit of her stomach. He was in love with both of them? Could that even be possible?

Or maybe she was afraid to admit the truth of it, that she loved both men too. No, she wouldn't drag them into the tangle mess of heritage she had.

"Poe..." she called back, trying to get the other man to come back to them--to Finn.

"Go to him...just...please." Because Poe loved him, Poe loved Finn and that was fine. She could let them both be happy.