[ Poe stared at him for all of four seconds and then rolled his eyes nearly out of his skull. ]

No, it's called having principles. [ He said, before returning his gaze to glare at Kylo, unable to keep his frustration at bay. ]

People deserve to be rewarded for the good things they do, because the universe at large sure as hell isn't going to reward them. For my friends that's easy.

But you and me? We're not friends. We're never going to be friends. And it has nothing to do with heroes in this place and everything to do with the fact that whether you want to consider it or not, I'm still going to remember everything that happened.

But that doesn't change the fact that you did something good. And it doesn't change the fact that you deserve something to acknowledge that. And maybe when you figure out just how important those actions are, you'll figure out that I fucking mean it when I say I owe you.

I don't have to tell my friends because they know. And they know I'll pay it back, always. But if you really want to make this into some kind of pseudo-psychology bullshit, be my guest. It really isn't that complicated.

[ But he was seriously getting frustrated, now, so he let the carpet rise a few more feet. ]

We done?