"I've seen you look worse," Finn admits; Poe had looked worse when they'd first met, but then, he's just tired and bruised right now instead of actually tortured. The point is, he's seen Poe look better, too.

Finn's starting to recognize the other pilots a little, even if the uniforms are a dead giveaway. He lets go of Poe's hand to wave at them and heads over to pile up a tray for each of them. There is as always plenty of food, much of it hot and all of it smelling good. "You go sit down. I'll bring it over to you."