Poe's head was on a swivel, and he rolled his X-wing through the intense battle over Exegol.
"This isn't looking good, BB-8," he said, then cursed as a turbolaser bolt battered at his shields. Part of the original bolt got through, releasing a cloud of sparks from the right upper wing, and BB-8 whistled in a worried way.
"I don't think we've got another option, BB," he decided.
BB-8 whistled.
"Yeah, I know, I know!" Poe agreed. "Just hold on, okay!"
He did a flip that would probably be considered impossible for anyone without his skill, shooting down a trailing TIE fighter, then grabbed his comlink and began flying his fighter one-handed.
"Finn!" he shouted. "I hope you can hear me!"
"I hear you, Poe!" Finn replied, picking up the commlink instantly. "What's up?"
Poe took a deep breath.
"I've always loved you," he said. "Since the first time I saw your face-"
-and suddenly they were standing by a table, on the Ajan Kloss base. Everyone was cheering, and fireworks were going off overhead, and Finn picked up a glass of juice.
"...huh?" he asked. "Poe? What-"
"Ssh!" Poe hissed. "Keep it quiet!"
"What happened?" Finn replied, in a whisper. "We were over Exegol!"
Poe waited until he saw Maz approaching Chewbacca with a medal, then nodded.
"We were," he said. "Then I said that… the executives insisted it be cut."
"...I don't have any idea what you mean," Finn admitted. "Did you mean it?"
"Yeah," Poe agreed. "I was saving it, but… yeah."
Finn nodded, frowning.
"...I guess I could live with that," he admitted. "Only… how did we win the battle?"
"Rey did something, probably," Poe guessed. "She usually does."
"Oh, I get it," Finn realized. "So… somehow, Palpatine exploded."
AN:
They'll find out what happened in the tie in, I'm sure...