Well, what have we here? A ditzy little drone and his tinker. Kylo Ren felt his temple's tighten as he suppressed a smirk to himself, though he could not stop a brow from raising momentarily. He was supposed to avoid these people, these three Rebels in particular, until they were to have supervised meetings. Master's orders.
But it would be rude not to say hello.
Not moving, not carrying on his way, Kylo Ren wait almost squared center of the hall for the pair to get nearer. He did not say anything at first, simply awaiting one or the other to notice his presence as they came down their path to meet with his. The Force was so good to him. Of course he was sure to be scolded later for having known Poe was there and not avoiding him. Oh, well.
"I see you're settling in," the knight finally said when they did not have more than fifteen or so feet between them.