Finn shook his head, fond smile in place, then kicked off his own shoes and, after a moment of hesitation, undid his blaster from its holster at his side then removed the belt, too. More comfortable that way. The weapon was placed on an end table in easy reach as Finn, still on the other side of the blankets as promised, curled around Poe's form in what he refused to think of as a defensive position. Sure, he was in a perfect situation to move quickly, covering Poe with his own body and being able to reach his blaster at the same time, but the fact that even on this world he couldn't let his vigilance down wasn't something he wanted to think of or even acknowledge.

It was just comfortable this way. End of story.

"The fact I'm here."