Poe's tired, and a bit of a heavy sleeper at times, but he's not that deep in. There's always that part of his brain that's listening, like when he's catching a cat nap in his cockpit, waiting at a checkpoint. Between BB-8 and the sound of Finn, he blinks his eyes open quickly, looking around.

"Hey there, buddy," he says, cheerful but also trying to sound soothing. He's not a medtech or anything, but he knows you don't want guys who are recovering like this to get too overexcited.