Of all things, those words bring back to him Rey's expression when she saw them at Starkiller Base. We came back for you, Finn had said, and he knew--knew--that it was exactly the right thing to say to her. Nobody had come back for her before, ever.

Nobody'd ever cared if he was okay before. And with just as much surety, he suddenly knew Rey had been by his bed with the same thought. That she wasn't here now could only be because she had something she couldn't put off any longer.

Poe's here, though. And it feels great to know that.

Finn lets himself sink into the pillows and breathes out. He'd like to say he's okay, but if just eating some soup and crackers makes him this tired it wouldn't exactly be the whole truth. "I'll be all right," he says instead, which is much more accurate. "Cause I've got my friends waiting for me."