Fugitives. Ren inwardly laughed but said nothing. In a way maybe it was true, but he saw others as the fugitives, not himself. Not that he could know, with months of his memory missing and evidence he and General Hux had been there in the past. He considered the offer, his slow escape paused for just a moment. The offer would be a smart one to take but he had much to look into and he doubted he would trust anything the man put in front of him enough to actually eat it.

"Your offer is generous, but I still have things to do." Generous was putting it eloquently, but then, Ben was raised a diplomat's son. Ren retained that knowledge, even if he had killed what was left of the foolish boy who originally learned it. "And I would prefer to get them done before the night gets much thicker."