Two other men came into the room shortly after her kidnapper had left. They were older than the two actors, faces hardened, and they were heavily armed. The real muscle, she thought to herself. They untied her and while one took her arm and pulled her up out of the chair, leading her out of the room, the other took a hold of one of the Force blocking panels and pushed it along on wheels behind them, ensuring it stayed close to her. She gave a brief thought to fighting them. Even without the Force, she was very adept at self-defense, but she was also aware that her balance was off due to the baby, and the thought of risking her daughter in a physical confrontation did not sit well with her, either. She would bide her time, sure she would either get her opportunity later or that Finn would show up with help. They lead her to a tiny fresher, for which she was extremely grateful, then offered her some bread and water. She ate, knowing now they were not going to harm her; not until the baby was safely delivered, anyway. Afterwards, they lead her back to the chair and tied her up again. She glared at them, keeping her muscles tense in hope that when she relaxed them later the ropes would be loose. But they knew what they were doing. After they left, she worked at the ropes anyway, knowing it was no use, but since she couldn't do anything else but worry, she might as well keep herself busy. She felt more than a little disgusted about being put back in the uncomfortable chair; her back was already hurting like the blazes from the forced position, and she was so very tired.
Eventually, despite not being able to lay down or even rest her head, she dozed off. Her dreams were disjointed and filled with anxiety. She saw Ben watching her, compassion and adoration in his eyes, only it wasn't Ben, because he had the scar that she had given him on Starkiller still on his face. That scar had disappeared when she had healed him on Kef Bir. Then the man looking at her was Poe, only there was no affection in his eyes. Only anger and disappointment that she hadn't listened to him and gone to Coruscant, risking herself and their child. She tried to call out to him, but he turned away from her. Then Finn was there, calling her name, scared and frantic, standing over Chewie's body.
She jerked awake, her conscious brain already telling her it was a dream, not a vision; she couldn't have visions without the Force. She was breathing hard and trembling nonetheless. Her eyes focused in the dim room, and she realized the old man was there with her, sitting in another chair and watching her silently. She shifted as much as the ropes allowed in the chair, trying to find some comfort for herself and the baby, eyeing him. Though she couldn't see them, she knew the two 'apprentices' must be behind her somewhere.
"Who are you?" she asked quietly. She would take whatever information she could right now. Knowledge was power.
He stared at her quietly for a while. "My name is Yarow Rumam," he finally told her. "I was a senator for the New Republic. Now I am the Grand Master of the Mecrosa Order."
Rey heard soft shuffling coming from behind her. Rey recognized the name from one of the Sacred texts she had acquired from Ahch-To. She nodded. "If memory serves," she replied, "the Mecrosa Order were once Sith assassins." She tilted her head at him. "I'm guessing not many people here on Coruscant know that?"
"I'm impressed," Rumam said. "And you are correct. As criminally crowded as Coruscant is, even they would not look kindly on the Sith."
Rey let her curiosity flow. "I've seen you before, but I can't place where." She waited, knowing Rumam's ego wouldn't let him pass up an opportunity to tell Rey something she couldn't remember.
"The Supremacy," he told her smugly.
Rey looked back in her memory. She hadn't been on the Supremacy long, and most of that time had been in Snoke's throne room. But she did remember passing several officers and troopers as she had been led from the hanger bay to Snoke… and one man in civilian clothing. "You must have gotten lucky there, too," she told him. "Seeing as it was destroyed not long after I arrived."
"Along with Snoke," he growled. "You left quite a path of destruction behind you back then." His smirk was long gone.
"Oh, I wasn't to blame for either of those incidents," she told him with a small smile. "The Resistance destroyed the Supremacy. And Kylo Ren destroyed Snoke."
Rumam frowned. "Ren?"
"He told everyone I had done it, didn't he?" She shook her head. "He was just super pissed I had refused his offer to join him in ruling the First Order. Men have fragile egos, don't they?" She looked at the senator with innocent eyes.
She could see Rumam seething, but then he glanced at her belly. "You're due soon, are you not?" He stood suddenly, glaring down at her. "We may just induce you sooner rather than later, so I can shut your smart mouth for good." With that, he stalked past her, and she heard the others follow him out.
She smiled softly when the baby kicked a bit. "No worries. Your Uncle Finn will be here before that happens," she told her. She adjusted her position again, trying to stretch her sore back. "I hope."