Things happen quicker than she expected, the moment they're inside (oh thank god, he invited her in and didn't try to just pull her in). He pulls away and suddenly reality comes crashing down upon her shoulders (and apparently his). He's speaking to the robot and then she's watching BB-8 damage the cameras around the house, the well placed ones she'd found the second day she arrived.

Her lips are still tingling and a hand slowly lifts to touch them for a moment before he starts apologizing and she snaps out of whatever little shocked trance she'd been in.

"Poe," her brow furrows and she shakes her head, wondering if that ever actually succeeds in clearing one's head. Her eyes lift to meet with his and she wraps her arms around herself as he yanks his hand away from hers like she's made of hot coals. "Stop apologizing, I was.... I had the same..." Memories. Thoughts. Urges.

Frustration flares up within in her, not directed at him but inward and at whoever's brought them here. "It felt... it feels so real," she murmurs, hands squeezing at her own arms. "It always does. I'm not... Don't be sorry, I probably would have kissed you if you hadn't kissed me first." Maybe. Caroline was pretty impulsive when it came to romantic gestures but in her memory, Poe had broken her heart.

She reaches up to tuck her hair back behind her ears again, glancing away before looking at him again. "Please don't feel bad."