[if he missed out on poe's crying face when they were having cryfest 2k18, it's here now in living color for the screenshot gallery. his mouth hangs open while his eyes go glassy. he's too paralyzed by emotions to take the chain back, so it falls to the floor probably.

it's not like he can't tell finn was struggling with getting those words out, but they still made it. finn took all the nice things he gave him like personhood and a wedding ring and freedom and spat them back out in his face. ]

You ... you don't mean that. You don't. You can't --

[he can't fight anymore. it hurts too much. he threw himself too hard at the brick wall and broke some bones against it and now there's blood and gore everywhere. a graphic but accurate depiction of poe's mental state.]

If you really mean it, then leave. Go for it. Go a few levels up and start causing some trouble, I'm sure the First Order'll pick you up and take you home. If you change your mind, I'll still be here.

[what a blessing that they found a ship with multiple rooms, so he can dramatically march his ass into the "nice" one to cry in peace. bb-8 tries to roll after him, but still can't fit through the broken door, so there's a moment of comedy in all the sadness i guess.]