Poe shrugged at that. He was, maybe, just a little salty about being dragged around while injured and not given, at the very least, a bacta patch for his pains. He couldn't say if that was just the way the First Order operated or not and he had no intention of getting captured again in order to find out for himself. "I'll just pretend it had more to do with a certain Sith Lord wannabe and not your hospitality." They couldn't leave all of their prisoners to die. How else would they ever hope to gain information?
He noticed the twitch and raised an eyebrow. Curious about what was going through the captured General's mind. "Something you're hoping we don't find, Hugs?" He asked before smiling brighter as his mind latched onto an idea that seemed impossible. "Or... something you're hoping we find?"
He knew, for a fact, that the Resistance had a spy within the First Order. He also knew that this spy was a relatively new addition to their information network. While his or her go betweens had been killed the information kept coming. Whoever the spy was hadn't been caught yet which meant they were either in a low enough position they could be overlooked (impossible, given the information they were privy to) or they were high enough in the ranks to avoid suspicion.