He doesn't need to be a Jedi to figure what she might have thought of just then. The telltale silence that follows makes it clear enough that it's still fresh in his mind, months as it's been for him here.

     "...not just me, sir," Scorch finally replies, bluntly skimming over the latter questions. Is he okay? Would he ever be? "People from other worlds, other galaxies. There are even a couple of Jedi here that aren't from the same time as us."