[He was stiff now, watching the other very carefully. He had hoped this place was big enough not to have to run into this one. His chin lifted a bit though, and he said he would play it cool if ever he did find himself staring at that stupid black mask.]

Funny how we meet again. In the snow. [he said at first, a reminder of where he last saw the man, not... that he remembers all of that battle. Being in the middle of it and then being here was hard to take at first.]

I found my place, and it's not with the First Order. Call me Traitor if you want, but I know where I am wanted.

[That silver and black hilt is only partly seen, but it's also very clearly the one he used to... almost... beat the other one.]