[The news isn't unexpected, Ren turns instead to survey the arena, blatant in how his eyes sweep from corner to corner, searching... Something in him is reeling, knitting low in his stomach like a warning, but there is no certainty in it. And he cannot act on nothing.]

I sense too much; unrest is everywhere and I cannot clearly pinpoint a common source. [Perhaps if the symbiote weren't interfering he'd fare better.]

You should be careful. [Said almost bluntly as his attention shifts back towards Sam once more. To say he's never been one for coddling is an understatement, but in this case it's peppered with earnest (if not selfish) concern.] Do what you can to stay close to the Nest while you search.