As always, Finn finds physical contact with Poe reassuring. Maybe it's because his friend radiates goodwill, that something feels right about Poe, the way it feels right about Rey and the General and a couple others in the Resistance, a feeling he'd not once ever had about anyone in the First Order.

"I will, Poe." And his eyes flash with amusement. "Never met a droid with a sense of humor before. BB-8 means well. I think."