Poe was a sucker for those greeting hugs -- it was just the sort of thing that they'd always done and it was good to keep that up. He clasped the back of Finn's neck for a moment, before pulling away just a little. Just in time to see that blush, too. "I'm wide open," Poe said. "My schedule, that is. My time is your time." He gestured to his bed, all the space in it to lounge around in. Sure, they could go somewhere else and find something to do, but then they might run into people and it wouldn't be just them anymore.
"I'm --good?" Poe said, almost a question. Because he was good. Maybe he'd been a little anxious about things when Finn had shown up but not in a way that he thought would ever be a detriment to either of his relationships. Maybe he was just confident about himself and the friendships and relationships he had, but he expected things to work out fine for himself.
Armitage hadn't been in good sorts, but they'd worked that out too, recently. "Yeah. I'm good." And to prove it, he leaned in and stole a peck of a kiss.