How was a droid a power? Finn frowned down at BB-8, having not thought that hard about a droid's existence before. "You're real, Bee. I'm sorry you're tied down like that," he said, patting the dome a little gentler even if he was sure it made no difference to a droid.
Look at him, trying to comfort this little mischief maker. Though it made no sense why they had been tied together like that, why the droid wasn't here on his own merits. At least they were together, Finn supposed.
"I guess all this stuff about powers is real, though," he thought aloud to both of them. "I didn't really believe it when they handed over the folder." It was how the First Order operated to gain compliance, after all. A lot of truths (his name, his designation) and a couple of plausible lies. Then snowballing from there. That was half the reason he was glad these two were here. He could believe Poe and BB-8.
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Look at him, trying to comfort this little mischief maker. Though it made no sense why they had been tied together like that, why the droid wasn't here on his own merits. At least they were together, Finn supposed.
"I guess all this stuff about powers is real, though," he thought aloud to both of them. "I didn't really believe it when they handed over the folder." It was how the First Order operated to gain compliance, after all. A lot of truths (his name, his designation) and a couple of plausible lies. Then snowballing from there. That was half the reason he was glad these two were here. He could believe Poe and BB-8.