finn also goes to town on some fruit to avoid saying words for a little bit. who has two thumbs and never really thought ahead to the rooms thing? this guy. houses who? he doesn't know them. not that he's been trying to do a ton of thinking ahead at all.
thinking too far ahead in specific terms turned into a real one way road to panic town. he's been sort of like, i'd rather skip that whole thing and avoid the awkwardness of having to sit in the breakdown room for an hour.
this conversational route is at least supported by the foundations of basic trust they've been workshopping. it's been known. it's been a whole certain thing. gonna go to poe's home planet. moon. whatever. this is just furthering the known. knowing even more of what they're in for, if they make it there.
so yeah he's using his chewing to realize he hasn't. totally figured out if poe prefers space and alone time when it's not right in the middle of depression nation. he's done worked out that this isn't a super weird sexual favors thing by now. and poe is a touchy sort of person, most of the time. but it's hard to know what someone does for necessity until it stops being necessary. has he secretly been imposing this whole time.
finn years from now at their literal wedding: did he cry during the ceremony out of obligation. no probably not.
instead of answering, he offers a question in return. ]
Do you want your own room?
[ excellent. very sly.
he hates empty rooms and being alone, and the prospect of sleeping alone in an empty room in a house he doesn't know on a moon he doesn't know sounds awful. he hates that already. but if poe was like, "honestly yeah no offense but i'm looking forward to having bed space," he'd suck it up. he would probably try to make himself learn to tolerate sleeping on hot coals if poe went in for that.
gotta be willing to compromise for the bae. the only actual person he knows. ]
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finn also goes to town on some fruit to avoid saying words for a little bit. who has two thumbs and never really thought ahead to the rooms thing? this guy. houses who? he doesn't know them. not that he's been trying to do a ton of thinking ahead at all.
thinking too far ahead in specific terms turned into a real one way road to panic town. he's been sort of like, i'd rather skip that whole thing and avoid the awkwardness of having to sit in the breakdown room for an hour.
this conversational route is at least supported by the foundations of basic trust they've been workshopping. it's been known. it's been a whole certain thing. gonna go to poe's home planet. moon. whatever. this is just furthering the known. knowing even more of what they're in for, if they make it there.
so yeah he's using his chewing to realize he hasn't. totally figured out if poe prefers space and alone time when it's not right in the middle of depression nation. he's done worked out that this isn't a super weird sexual favors thing by now. and poe is a touchy sort of person, most of the time. but it's hard to know what someone does for necessity until it stops being necessary. has he secretly been imposing this whole time.
finn years from now at their literal wedding: did he cry during the ceremony out of obligation. no probably not.
instead of answering, he offers a question in return. ]
Do you want your own room?
[ excellent. very sly.
he hates empty rooms and being alone, and the prospect of sleeping alone in an empty room in a house he doesn't know on a moon he doesn't know sounds awful. he hates that already. but if poe was like, "honestly yeah no offense but i'm looking forward to having bed space," he'd suck it up. he would probably try to make himself learn to tolerate sleeping on hot coals if poe went in for that.
gotta be willing to compromise for the bae. the only actual person he knows. ]