[ Finn is fine to let Poe take his time to recenter, to get out what he's saying. His face is still lined with all the makings of concern and outrage, a pinch of vague dread for the future, but walking makes it easier to loosen that up.

Bloodburn. He wasn't lined up to be a pilot, but it's the kind of thing they'd get awareness lectures about once in a while. There are better ways to go. He can't imagine what that would be like for a kid to see happening in real life.

The context, in that vein, makes things make more sense. Not that it was hard to understand that conversation. It's-- helpful to understand what it all stemmed from. To have more pieces of the picture. Finn's grateful for that. For Poe being willing to offer that. ]

Yeah.

[ Then he mulls over what to say for a few seconds, himself. ]

They raised us for it. But they made it easy not to think about what we were really training to do. Best thing you can be is a Stormtrooper. Best side you can be on is the Supreme Leader's.

[ He shakes his head. Good riddance to that rhetoric, honestly. ]