Finn shook his head. "Not that you'd need anyone softened up to take them. Ever," he pointed out with certainty. He hadn't known Rey long, but he knew that much.
The sight of the lightsaber in Rey's hand. All of them here. His friends who cared about how he was doing. Everything felt right. So right that even if Kylo Ren came bashing down the door right now, he felt confident they could easily take him. Even if the thought of the guy still scared him senseless.
He smiled warmly. "Maz'll be glad you got it. And I'll join in on hoping he doesn't show up..." The smile quickly melted into a frown of confusion as he looked between Poe and Rey. "Uh... where is here?" His frown turned farther into a warning scowl. "And if either of you say Jakku, I'm..." He pressed his lips together. Ok... he didn't have a good threat. At all. "I'm... gonna just talk to BB8. And only BB8. Yeah."