He doesn't reply to the first beyond a small nod. It's an easy enough conclusion to reach, and accurate so far as he knows. His hand grips her shoulder more tightly when she asks the second.

"You aren't anything like him." He says it fiercely, with full conviction. There is darkness in her, yes, but there's also a world of difference between being aligned with the Dark Side and being remotely like Palpatine or Snoke. Meeting his grandfather has erased any lingering doubts he'd had about that.