Finn had a lot of thoughts about how Ben went about his knowledge of Rey's parents. He had a lot he wanted to say about it. He offered to help be on guard for the Skywalkers, but it also gave him time to speak with Ben. They were supposed to be friends now right? That did not mean he went easier on the other man, it meant that he kept him honest.
"I don't know," he replied quietly. It felt eerie, less than the expanse of space. Like the entirety of the common race had been wiped to be replaced by new people and things. His sense of the Force had always centered around people and object, it was what made him such a good shot- here felt different. Hand lingering on the blaster he had borrowed, his mind searched around every corner looking for enemies. He might not be able to stop a fight from happening, but he could at least be ready for one. Finn wished he had a lightsaber of his own.
Sighing, bringing his mind back to the giant beside him. "How could you keep something like that from her?" He said suddenly.