Okay. Sure. [his hand peels away from finn's face, but they're still holding hands. still otters. once rey is gone, he admits — ]

I know what you mean. I worried about you, too. I was so — I didn't know what was gonna happen to you on here. I'd make myself sick thinking about it. [he didn't think rey would kill her best friend but he hadn't thought she was gonna do all this wild shit either and yet here they were. who's to say she wouldn't have slipped up one day and accidentally force choked finn too hard or some shit???]

But we're here now, and we're okay, so I'm trying to think of that, you know? It finally feels like things are gonna be better.