[He's come to sit down next to him sometime in all the commotion, keeping quiet and out of the way. Probably brooding a little next to the oh-good-it's-not-a-corpse. He does look up when Ren addresses the general public.]

... I'm glad you're okay. It happened because you wanted to leave, right?

[He glances over at the forest for a moment, a dark look. They may be ordinary trees, but he isn't feeling so pleased with them now.]

It could have been a lot of us.