Finn had taken to leaning his head back against the head rest, eyes closed, when he'd failed to spot anyone or anything familiar. That was probably a blessing, really, that no one else was here. Hopefully that meant he was the only one they'd gotten. Doubtful, but...

The all-too familiar designation snapped his head forward, eyes opening and going wide. Before he could form a proper thought, Finn's gaze found the man staring back at him. With a sick feeling, Finn recognized him. Even out of uniform, the former stormtrooper knew this face and voice as well as anyone else in the whole of the First Order.

The color drained from his face as he bolted to his feet, forgotten belongings scattering across the floor between them. "G-general Hux!"