Finn nods, thinking about it. The First Order had done their best to glorify war, of course; it had been difficult for him to think of it any other way until his fateful first battle, and then he'd done everything to get as far away as he could. Poe had had the chance to choose this life long ago - he could easily get a job flying a freighter or an in-systems shuttle or anything, but here they are.

"I'd like to meet him, Poe." Maybe not tell him about the Stormtrooper part, unless it's followed immediately by who switched sides and rescued your son. "Will he back by the time we're on the return trip?" If not, Yavin's demonstrably not far from the base; maybe they can visit again some time.