"I think you would, too," Poe says. His smiles fondly. "And I know he'd like you. He served with General Solo, you know? In his special forces unit. At the Battle of Endor and the six months after til he and my mom mustered out. Doesn't talk about it much, though."

He slips an arm around Finn's shoulders for a moment, a sort of side hug. "I know you will. You're your own man, Finn." Hopefully Finn doesn't mind the slightly sweaty nature of the hug. Whoops.