Anything that had happened between Finn and Poe or Finn and Rey had never been labelled or thought too deeply on. He loved them both beyond anything he had ever felt for anyone else in the galaxy. They easily touched, hugged, cuddled and kissed, but to say how he felt out loud had always been a kind of obstacle. Again, Feeling was the easy thing, saying those feelings was difficult.
Hux's comment brought a genuine smile to Finn's features. The image of Poe making out with an appliance instantly in his head. "I am sure one day we will walk in on Poe making out with a mixer of some sort." Finn laughed, uncrossing his arms and pushing off of the counter. "I hope you're right, Hux-" He paused as if to resay his actual name but could not force it on his tongue. Maybe next time.
"Whatever happened with the future me who was here seems to be a mistake that I didn't even get to make but get to pay for." No one said it directly. Finn could tell from his interactions that the last him had been more of an issue. He did not know what he went through before that moment, but even the pain their relationship with Hux might have caused, Finn could not imagine turning his back on Poe and Rey. Ever.
"I'll leave you to your baking. I should find some food of my own."