[It is so rare that she opens up to anyone at all, but there's always been something about Finn that managed to burrow down through all the armor she had built up over her entire lifetime to the heart of her, cracked her open and showed her it was alright to put her trust in some people.

He's never let her down. He wouldn't start now.

Her smile is small and sad as she squeezes his hand back.]

I just wish I knew what I was doing sometimes. It feels like the only thing I've been good for is throwing myself at the problem and hoping whatever I made up worked, and now...

[Now she has the weight of rebuilding the whole Order on her shoulders. It's a little too much sometimes.]