[ He can feel it, the Darkness inside her. Beneath the Light, laying a foundation. Good. Let it grow strong. He then turns his focus to himself, to take stock of his body and mind. Like he'd said, he feels whole now in a way he didn't before. His wounds, though not completely healed, have stopped bleeding. If he doesn't seek actual medical attention soon, he'll have nasty scars across his face and along his side, but he's in no rush to leave this room. Not when there's work yet to be done.

He paces away from her, still looking away but using their connection to sense her reactions. ]

That's unfortunate. There was no time, earlier. There is very little time now. The Resistance will have the map soon, if they don't have it already.

[ Finally, he faces her, not severing the mental connection, but keeping it at low level for now. ]

Which is why I need you to tell me what you know.