[Poe hadn't had time to think much about what kind of a soldier Finn had to be to want to escape the First Order when it had happened. He knew he didn't want to be there, and at the time it was more than enough. If he'd had time to imagine such a scenario before then maybe he would have pictured a coward, or a soul to gentle for war, or something else entirely.
But Finn was a good soldier. A good man, and he'd done a lot for the cause since he'd been here. All he'd needed was something better to fight for. Poe understood that.
Listening to him talk about what he's been up to makes it more clear then ever.]
Yeah, I'm sure they're glad, too.
[There's not a second of hesitation as Poe brings his hand up to curl around the back of Finn's neck, Palm steady, fingers soft. He knows he's smilling, but what's unusual about that?]
I'm glad someone's out there protecting people.
[Poe's work did, in the long run, but he knew plenty of people couldn't wait for the long run. Not without losing hope. And you needed hope to survive.]
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But Finn was a good soldier. A good man, and he'd done a lot for the cause since he'd been here. All he'd needed was something better to fight for. Poe understood that.
Listening to him talk about what he's been up to makes it more clear then ever.]
Yeah, I'm sure they're glad, too.
[There's not a second of hesitation as Poe brings his hand up to curl around the back of Finn's neck, Palm steady, fingers soft. He knows he's smilling, but what's unusual about that?]
I'm glad someone's out there protecting people.
[Poe's work did, in the long run, but he knew plenty of people couldn't wait for the long run. Not without losing hope. And you needed hope to survive.]