His voice comes from behind you, softer than you expected. You turn. He's standing a few feet away, hands clasped loosely behind his back, shoulders squared. The captain's insignia on his collar catches the light.

He steps up beside you, close enough that you catch the scent of the soap he's always used since the academy. Something plain. Practical. He doesn't look at you, instead keeping his eyes fixed on the receding shape of the Citadel.

His right hand flexes at his side. Once. Twice.

Rize appears in the doorway behind her, arms crossed, leaning against the frame with that lazy smirk he always wears.

Ren follows a moment later, datapad in hand, glasses reflecting the pale blue light of the console screens. He doesn't say anything. Just nods at you.