She's doing well here. He wants to know exactly what that means. Has he been adjusting? Not so much. He keeps to himself, but that's not what she wants to hear. If there is anything she wants to hear from him.
"Some of my Knights are here." It's all he can say. "We... are not doing much of anything." They have not made moves to take their rightful place. He's not sure if he would want that, the First Order here. Is that some kind of growth, or just disinterest?
"Have you found food you like?" Carefully, he reaches out. He can't feel the hunger he had from her. That feeling of it being so acute it could break a person. If this place had given her freedom from that feeling, he supposed it wasn't too bad.