He'd liked Rey- likes, and even that wan't enough of a word- thought she was beautiful, strong, wondered if she had someone waiting for her- but hadn't pictured that. That Poe had, was, is something he didn't know how to process. And now he could picture it too, perfectly, like Rey was on the steps above them. He felt a sliver of guilt, Rey a real, living woman and not some fantasy to be pulled out-

But listening and feeling Poe finish was enough to put it from his mind. Mission accomplished, Poe went first, and it's no time at all before Finn joins Poe over the edge. Already being held up by stone and the other man alone, he doesn't move a muscle after, simply breathing hard against the stairs.