It was such a little thing, really - a kiss on the cheek. And Poe gave it to Rey as easily as if it was nothing in the world. Of course touch and hugging came more naturally to him, perhaps, if only because of the world he grew up in, and the sort of guy he just is. And then he smiled at her, the warmth reaching his eyes, shoulders giving a careless shrug. “Guess I never really got around to thanking you properly, for what you did - taking care of BB-8, and Finn. I meant to say it sooner, but there was so much going on, and then you were taking off to find Luke Skwalker… well.” His brow rose, expression sincere. “Thank you, Rey, truly.”