Finn swallows, knowing way too well that statement's true. Poe was brave to the point of reckless. He'd die in that ship. More a matter of when than if. So he can't quite meet the older man's eyes as he replies, looking out over the green instead.

"I- I was a stormtrooper from a long time. No one asked what we wanted, just told us what was best. And all I learned was...A life has to mean something. To the person living it. Not anyone else."

If that meant Poe's life would be a short one, Finn has to accept it. But he can't find it in him to push the point any harder than that.