The Medical room was quiet, Finn was still out. "We don't think he'll ever walk again." Admitted one of the medics. Just then, Poe popped his head around the door.
"BOOOOOOOO." Rey raised an eyebrow at him.
"Huh?"
"I know someone who can fix him up." The pilot declared.
"You do?"
"Hey, I know lots of people!" He grinned a mischievous grin. "In fact, my person should be here in a couple of hours!"
Rey's bemused face got more bemused. "But I'm leaving in a couple minutes!"
"Oh… That's too bad." Poe said, frowning a little. "Tell you what. As soon as Finn gets back on his feet, we'll all go on an epic quest to find you."
"There's only two of you. That's not ALL."
"Well, BB-8 will come along, of course. And possibly Chas."
"Who's that?"
"My friend who's gonna fix up Finn!"
"His name is Chas?"
"Her name. And yes." He whirled around. "Don't worry, Finn will be fixed up in a year or so."
"A YEAR?!" Rey yells after the pilot's hastily retreating back. She glances down at Finn's still face. "A year, huh."