Poe, probably out of a determination to stop reminding himself of stuff that no longer existed, was already heading back towards the living room, and completely missed the expression on Finn's face.

"You really don't have to worry about it. It's all just stuff. Force knows I have tons of it. You should see all the paintings I have stored away after Maxwell ported out. I keep meaning to put one up but don't quite have the heart to." He turned, heading to a box in the coat closet and fished out another key card.

"Come on, let's find a place to set you up. High or low?"