So, it seemed whatever had brought him here had brought Leia from the future. Well his future. So, he had died in blocking the Emperor's attack on Kota and the others. He had a feeling it would be his end, but it was a death well worth it if the cause he had helped create survived.
"My family's crest is the symbol of the Rebels?"
That was a bit shocking to say the least. Something he hadn't expected. He reached up and lowered his hood. "You're certain this isn't a trap made by Vader and the Emperor?" He wouldn't put it past them. And like hell he was going to be used by them again.
"And what dangers does this world have?" Starkiller wasn't that trusting of anyone. Yes, he knew if need be he could rely on Leia for help (after saving a species or two here or something), but he'd rather not rely on anyone if they weren't Juno. He was eager to ask about her, if she had survived, had she missed him, that sort of thing. But he was too afraid to ask. He didn't want to know. Not yet at least.
"...and you're stronger in the Force than when I first met you."