[ It is nothing short of a miracle that Poe manages to bite back the words, "Yeah, well, you've been happy to burn down your home before". It's an automatic response but not one he wants to give. He's trying - trying extremely hard - to deal with this as neutrally as possible.

The 'as possible' is pretty telling, given that the man did literally torture him, but.

He's still making an effort.

As, apparently, is Kylo. That's probably the clearest that Kylo has ever spoken to him. A straight answer, for once in his life. And even more than that, one that Poe gets. ]

Yeah. This is our home.

[ He says it in such a way that it's clear he's not so sure that's a good thing, but it is a thing that is. ]

But there are plenty of people who even then wouldn't do shit, let alone - you know. Going a little further than a truce, there, so.

[ His brows knotted a little and his eyes met Kylo's, his lips thinning into a firm line. ]

Just so we're clear: I'm never going to forgive you, for what happened back in our galaxy. And I don't think you even care if I do.

But I know the score here. And I know what I owe. So you should, too.