[ It's a pattern he's witnessed from the currently absent third party enough times already — Poe gets here and promptly beats up a guard or two before usually needing to be subdued again the hard way, but he's also forgotten his previous time in Duplicity each and every time, so Finn's gotten used to the concept of having to do a quick explainer, at least with the parts that they don't seem to ever address during orientation.

He should've guessed that she would latch on to part of what he's said — maybe not discarding the rest, but the gleam in her eye when he mentions the garage is unmistakable and he can't help the brief smile that springs to his own face at the look on hers, that excitement that seems nearly contagious as a result of her learning something that isn't completely terrible about this place. ]

Yeah. It, uh, it was yours. I mean, it can still be yours. I started looking after it when you left, and then Poe showed up again about a month ago so we've just been kind of keeping an eye on things, trying to make sure it stays organized. There's the garage portion and then kind of this junkyard that people come in and trade or buy parts from, but — [ He looks over at her then, and with her hand still in hers, he gives it a small squeeze. ]

You'd probably know better than any of us what's worth keeping around. [ He catches her gaze and then nods down the street with a small jerk of his head. ] It's here, in the Down, if you want — do you want to go see it?