Rey watched Finn gently tuck a blanket beneath the girl-rebel's chin. The girl had suffered a blow for the resistance, and there was a pull of tenderness in the air and elements between the two. Rey could feel it buzz in the base of her neck. But it wasn't the same glow she felt for Finn, she knew that distinctly in her heart. That was effervescent, and lived deep-seated in her ribs. No, but there was a tenderness simmering, emanating from his hands to hers, curled under the stiff fabric.

It wasn't long before Finn returned to Rey's side, a bit sheepish. He knew that she knew. It was a silly trail of the Force, so Rey let a chuckle bounce her shoulders forward as Finn seated himself.

"What?" He was jumpy, just like Rey. It made her smile all the more.

"Nothing."

"What?!" He repeated, turning to her with that electric smile, wildly pleading eyes.

"Just … thought more would happen before we saw one another again." She shrugged, taking his hand in hers and looking away to hide her smile.

"Me too, me too." He said in his falsely-easy way. They were both live-wires most of the time. And when they're together she swore the force laughed with them.

Rey allowed for a pause in their rapport,a simple breath that the two took in unison. "What's her name?"

"Hm?" He startled, but for another reason. "Oh, uhm, Rose. She's … she's a technician and a heckuvah pilot, turns out."

"Yeah?" Rey caught his enthusiasm and translated it into her own curiosity.

"Yeah! You should have seen her - she saved me."

"You need quite a bit of saving, don't you?" She wanted to wink at him, but she settled for giving his hand a gentle pinch in her own.

He laughed, his throat a little tight with embarrassment. "I guess I do … But if you don't mind my saying, I like your style better. Less … crashing speeders."

"More staff-whacking. I can see the appeal." Rey nodded, lifted her jaw and glanced at him through the tail of her eye.

"More … rock-lifting."

Although the Falcon was teeming with excitement and relief from the resistance, Rey and Finn enjoyed a dual solitude. The hum of foreign conversation gently ebbed. There was a peace she couldn't deny, that she had felt in his arms at last. Without apprehension, she rested her head on his shoulder beside her, their height nearly matched.

"Do you feel it, too?" She heard him say. His timbre low, warm.

"Yes." Rey nodded. She knows.

"We're home."