He was sort of there. We needed a shuttle pilot. He was the closest one around. It went down pretty fast. And he'd met John already. [ Poe's... complicated relationship with John isn't something he ultimately feels like he has any business going into right now. Not because he doesn't trust Rey with it, but because that relationship is complicated, and not in a good way. It's not his to share. ]

You should meet him too, sometime. He'd like you.

[ It's Rey. What's not to like? Finn opens the gift and reads the packaging with a growing grin. As a person with no chill and no poker face, it's his sacred duty to look like a kid at Christmas. ]

Thanks. It's perfect. [ And then after a solid three seconds of looking at Rey like she's the best person in the world: ] Wait, right, I've got yours too. Stay here.

[ Imagine the most undignified but eager vault over the back of a couch that a person can do, because Finn does it. BACK IN A FEW SECONDS. ]