It wasn't too hard to find him. A couple questions and he was pointed to the training rooms, which really should have been where he looked first. He was grinning to himself, despite the anxiety, because he wanted to see Finn - wanted to see him so badly that it was like a hook was sunk in his chest and pulling him forward. He'd spent days thinking about the rest, and had come to conclusions about it.

It was fine. Finn was obviously in for something casual, and that's what Poe had only ever been interested in, for his entire life, until - well - now. So that meant that he'd be able to get over it pretty quickly. He'd just... enjoy it for what it was, and keep himself from saying anything stupid, and somehow it would work out.

He'd considered just breaking things back down to being just friends - had really considered it, had convinced himself to do it - but had changed his mind on his way home. He just couldn't actually picture himself trying to say something like that to Finn, out of the blue. So, for now, this was fine.

"Finn!" He called happily as he stepped into the training room, still wearing his flight suit, hair still mussed from his helmet. He had also been wearing the same flight suit for days, so....

He really should have waited to go see Finn.