"No, it's not."

He took his seat slowly, very much on edge now. Simply because he wasn't sure where this talk, clearly one some thought had gone into, was going. There was no stopping Poe. Even if Finn could guilt and pressure the man into quitting- a feat he's not sure even he could manage- Finn wouldn't be able to live with himself for doing it. Nothing was going to change. Kes had to know.

Still, Kes was right. When a fellow soldier was shot it was nothing to divert part of the squad, to cover them, to live up to the idea of no man left behind. When a fighter went down, there was nothing but blind, heart stopping panic. Too far away to do anything, nothing to be done into the ship was found.

He knew.