Poe's thoughts continued, too. Not that they had ever really ended. He'd been planning their return since that afternoon on the temple steps - and it only kept getting more and more elaborate. He really was bored, if he was fantasizing this much.

He let Finn lead him on, sighing wistfully to himself.

"Not going to lie, Finn, I'm glad we're going back. Another week of this and I think I would have eaten my own arm."