He really hoped that someone else survived the escape pod. There couldn't have been a possibility of just him living through that. Being the long survivor would be rough but he could run into others. It didn't seem to be too much long of a wait for another person to come around. Poe ended up staying outside knowing the pod wouldn't explode. There was no power, the electricity that was damaged would have already sparked out causing other fires. It didn't appear to do that but the crash site by the pod wasn't the best to be around. The burning of blood and flesh made his stomach turn knowing that there would be some that didn't survive. He would considering himself lucky and anyone else that came along.

At the shout, Poe instantly turned his head over toward the young man. Finally someone was awake but he didn't appear to be in good shape. The sun reflected off metal that came from a little lower on the other. Metal? The pilot quickly got up from his sitting position and did a half jog over towards him. If metal was sticking out they needed to make sure it didn't hurt anything major. Once he was closer he stopped a few inches away. His eyes immediately scan over the piece of shrapnel that's sticking out of Alex's leg. There's not a lot of blood, nor was there really a trail of blood flowing after him. That was really strange.

There's a look of confusion, he points down toward the shrapnel before glancing up at Alex. "There's no blood." Why is there no blood? How was the other still standing and not seem to be in pain? These should be asked but Poe is still surprised by that fact.