"I can't be that good with words. I made you cry." It's teasing, but gently so. More seriously, he says, "I meant it. The worlds need people like you."

He doesn't notice that he's made it plural. All of this probably verges into talking about the past as it is, without subconscious slips.

It's so frustrating, being trapped here. He wants to take her to the General, get her an assignment, show her a whole movement of people who care too much in the eyes of half the galaxy. It's part of what drives him. Finding people like Caroline and bringing them home.

Poe exhales and clears his throat, realizing very suddenly that he's holding her hand. He doesn't let go or pull away. Now is a bad time to do that, when she's vulnerable. "Y'going to be okay?"