[Maxwell's eyes says it wasn't. A flash of a memory, an old weight, there before he smiled and blinked it away.]

So, what are you helping this Finn grow then?

I'm guessing... not elfroot, but I still have some experience with the general idea.

[He crouches down, happy to join Poe on the ground, the dirt cool beneath this hands as the sun warmed the back of his neck.]