Finn laid there for a long time, the weight of Poe on his shoulder and an idle stroking of the other man's hair happening without a reply. There'd be a later, of course. Poe's father entering the room, seeing the damage on his son. But for now there was only stroking the man's hair and looking around at his childhood dreams.

Finn smiled softly, settling in for the wait. Whatever happened, it was more than worth it.