It wasn't often, that Poe Dameron was rendered speechless. But then, it wasn't often that he felt that all his organs just ground to a stop, his heart refusing to beat. He wanted to believe he'd misheard the first sentence. Or, well, not misheard, but that it meant something other than what he thought it meant

Then Finn kept speaking.

There was a slight glossy look to his gaze as he processed it.

He'd been to jubilant, even ten minutes ago. He was alive, his squad was alive, Finn was alive - everything had been perfect in the universe.

"I never asked you to fight for me, Finn," He said, hearing his own voice speaking before his brain really caught up, his hand falling away. He could have just run with it, intentionally misunderstood, but:

"You want to end it."

Might as well get straight to the point. Beating around the bush wasn't going to make this any better.