Rey wasn't expecting either of them to fully understand what could've happened. How she would've been overpowered by Palpatine, essentially drowning her soul in darkness and lose herself. She had been willing to risk her life, her very being for them. Maybe they would never understand, but that was neither here nor there. They didn't know she had died and Ben brought her back...which she should tell them at some point.

But, not now. The conversation was heavy enough as is.

She found herself releasing a breath she didn't know she had been holding up until this point. It didn't matter to them her bloodline. Her being connected to Palpatine didn't matter to either of them. Rey reached out to both of them, resting her hands on top of theirs, giving them a squeeze.

"I might need that reminder every now and again," she told Finn, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. They were okay with her. They didn't view her as a monster and they...they could figure out how to be a family or a couple? Her gaze turned to Poe, offering a tired, apologetic smile.

"And I'll stop running from the two of you."