"Good," Finn repeated, "and we'll remind you whenever you need it."

He lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

Though, Finn had felt her die. Or what he had thought was her death. He had just assumed he felt wrong...

His hand covered Rey's, putting that all in the back of his mind. "Let's enjoy our victory, okay? Maybe let Poe show us around his home." And for them to conveniently forget Finn's force sensitivity. Now that they were okay, they didn't need more problems.