"Insane, suicidal, reckless, way too trusting."

There wasn't much thought to it, Finn's hands simply came up to rest on Poe's hips. Not quite over the bruises, the angle was wrong, but close. No matter future consequence, there wasn't a point in lying. Even when he'd barely met the man, Poe saw through him anyway.

"Stubborn, confusing. And you saved my life a couple times. Sounds perfect to me."