Nothing. That broken thing has nothing I need. [ The reply comes as she prods at the small of his back, twisting a little and a brief flicker of a smile comes to her lips at the sound of fabric ripping even though it's only a tiny tear. ] But there were a couple people that had information I needed, and they somehow managed to escape. I hope they can live with the fact their associates have been killed and tortured in their stead.

[ Kylo steps away, walking over to her table of tools. More than a few are already bloodied and dirty. Her hand drifts over the assortment before picking up one that isn't. ]

You're certainly right, though. That droid of yours was a veritable wealth of information. Thanks to it — and you — the Resistance is going to run out of places to try and hide.

[ When she walks back over to him it's not pain that comes initially, but her empty hand ghosting along his spine. ] Perhaps reminding them that their poster child belongs to the enemy will provoke them out of hiding.