[ He expects an "oh." The tone comes as a little bit of a surprise, if a pleasant one. More pieces of a puzzle coming together than something sharp, wary. Even when he told Rey on Takodana, there was sort of a... moment. Everything coming together, on top of him leaving. He's never asked if it was because of what he said or because he'd been lying. ]

I never planned on joining the rebels. Not at first. [ At this juncture, honesty feels like the best policy to adopt. ] I just left because I didn't wanna kill for them. My first battle, I couldn't do it. So I ran. Busted Poe out of holding and asked him to help me steal a ship. Met Rey and BB-8 on Jakku. Poe and Rey treated me more like a person in five minutes than anyone ever had.

[ If there's a shade of bitterness there, it's certainly not aimed at Rey and Poe. A lot of the important things in his life have just. Happened to him, he's realizing. Luck, maybe. ]

Now I have a name. A place where I fit. I know I can't stand back and let a war keep going like it's not my problem. Took me a while, but I got there.