[ It's genuinely interesting for her, going through the logs and seeing the truth, not simply the image that Poe liked to project even now, although Kylo imagined at this point such effort is mostly for himself. Distantly she understands, but she's long past the point where that understanding would bring forth sympathy or compassion. The universe had its chance and it chose to cast judgement, assuming the worst and creating a self-fulfilling prophecy.

No, there's no compassion from Kylo now. Not even when her mother is the subject of the pilot's logs. If anything it fuels her drive to crush what little remains of the Resistance.

Sometime in the early morning hours the following day she sends a couple troopers to bring Poe to her. A new location this time, one of the meeting rooms on the ship. Kylo's reclining in her seat at the head of the table, gaze on one of the windows along the far wall and her boots kicked up on the table, hoping for a little subconscious reminder with the latter. Her head turns when she hears them enter but she doesn't speak until the troopers have left the room. ]

I have a new game for you, Dameron.

[ Kylo gestures to a tablet on the table near where Poe stands. It displays information on two different star systems, the systems fairly comparable in nature but in different parts of the galaxy. One might appear more familiar to him though, given it's awful close to his home system. ]

I know how much you enjoy being able to make a choice, so I have one for you. See those two systems there? You get to decide which one of them is the next to get a visit from my fleet.