He set his cup down, shifting forward in his seat a little, just far enough to catch her hand lightly between his own, he could understand that feeling of being unsettled, even distraught, and as she gathered herself again, he gave her hand a brief squeeze before sitting back again, picking up a slice of fruit to nibble at, if only because getting his blood-sugar back up after the shock was a good idea.

"It wasn't an easy road. I mean, I just know the history, not like I was there myself, not for the Empire, but I was for some of the aftermath, and definitely there for the First Order's rise." His brow furrowed a little then, debating, "There were a few splinter factions, they either did each other in or absorbed each other, but the First Order is the strongest of them."