Poe patted Finn's hand, a little amused, before gesturing at him to finally take a seat. Kes, in the meantime, frowned as he took his own.

"I don't think you require me for that," He said a little awkwardly. "I'm sure the two of you will manage just fine."

"No, I think Finn's right," Poe immediately said, even though he'd already stuffed a spoonful of his food into his mouth and was talking around it. He swallowed. "You should come with us. I think it'd be good for you." He wanted to make a jibe about the friend thing, again, but held himself back. Not his place. Though that was a conversation he should probably have, with Finn.

If he could ever actually bring himself to do it.