"The same as you. The same as anyone," is Peggy's response, tucking aside his emphatic insistence that this Luke Skywalker is a criminal. Peggy's not entirely sure, but has a good feeling that perhaps she needs to see both sides to this story before she can actually make any decisions. Besides, who is she to judge someone else's life and world like that?

She eyes him and thinks about when they arrived the first time and how he had behaved, but doesn't recall him getting quite so...well, mad. Peggy settles in a seat near, keeping her back straight and drawn up as tall as she can manage. "It's hardly like anyone has given us any information on where we are. We don't know its name or location or anything else helpful."