[Finn runs his hands through his hair, still visibly frustrated and upset. Intellectually, he knows Poe is right - this is a new life, and everything is different than it was at home. But emotionally, being caught unawares by the appearance of such a domineering, visible symbol of everything he'd hope to leave behind is impossible to just disregard.]
I can't just pretend things are going to be the same, though. Not with the First Order looking for me again.
action;
I can't just pretend things are going to be the same, though. Not with the First Order looking for me again.