Kylo Ren actually smiled, which was a miracle in itself, but he only smiled to laugh as he shook his head. Turning, he went to go and fetch his clothes, speaking over his shoulder as he did.
"No, I'm afraid not," he said in that all-too-calm tone of his, that deep voice from within his throat. But he was only calm because he wasn't angry, wasn't he? At least his temper seemed under control.
"I was, but no longer." Kylo Ren picked up his shirt and began to fiddle with it, looking for the right-side out so he could resume wearing it despite the island heat.