Without his helmet to disguise his expression or his robes to cover him or his lightsaber to attack with, Kylo Ren felt more out of place than ever he had before. He had always felt somehow set apart as if he didn't quite fit in, but this abrupt arrival had unsettled him completely - not to mention the loss of the Force - and once clothed and released he could be found skulking on the outskirts of a common area, watching the faces that passed by but not trying to accost any of them.

There was a burning knot of fury in his chest - centered, it seemed, around those strange gemstones - but he currently looked more moody than angry.

He may be found staring out at the view, his thoughts wandering.