Finn is already not at his best when the ship starts. When it crashes, that only compounds the issues he's already having. Waking up is slow, and when he does come around, it's with a groan, blinking confusedly around at his surroundings. He fumbles at his seatbelt, fingers sliding over the buckles.

Finn swears softly, continuing to try to unbuckle himself, but he's shaking too much. Anxiety builds, that pressure rising in his chest until he can't breathe, gasping and pulling frantically at his belt. Where is he? Where's Rey? And Poe? Finn lets out a quiet noise, struggling like a wild thing as the panic builds further.