Whatever anger he'd had toward her will likely flare again the next time she says something positive about Luke, but for now, it's been entirely forgotten. He has more sympathy than she even knows for the confusion she's dealing with right now, given his own conversation with Palpatine and how much of his entire life it had called into question.

He follows, settling into the chair in question. There's a tinge of awkwardness to the ensuing silence. Kylo isn't searching Rey's thoughts, but he can feel them spinning in a way that hardly qualifies as restful. He's not certain what he can do about that beyond sitting here and trying not to keep her awake with his own thoughts.