"You realize I can't actually help you trace anything," Junior said mildly. There was only so much he could do for the sake of his brother, but the fact of the matter was that this was still the enemy's stronghold, still completely unsafe waters. Just because Ben was here did not mean he could cooperate, especially not for the sorts of information the First Order was going to want. Even if they took him in for torture or other forceful means, he wasn't going to bend on that — as much as he was capable of.

He sighed, grimaced. He wanted to help Ben but for now there was nothing he could do. Ever the helpful sidekick, he felt rather wretched for being put in the impossible scenario where he still had to consider his brother's allegiances counter to his own. He couldn't imagine what it was like for Ben right now. "Doesn't mean we can't put on a show."