Poe stared up him innocently. “Where did I put what?”
“Please. All the time is transitory, and mine especially so. This will go more quickly and less awkwardly if we dispense with childish nonsense.”
Poe readied himself. “The Resistance will not be intimidated by you.”
“As you wish, then. There is no ‘Resistance’ in this room. Only the pilot Poe Dameron.And I.”
A hand extended toward the shackled prisoner. Silent agony followed soon after.
“Tell me.” Ren murmured. “Tell me.”