She sat content until his mouth began putting his thoughts into words. Solaras sat up a bit, focusing back in on him. She carefully watched him as he seemed almost distraught over their current situation. She spoke with a higher level of calm than her usual, "I dont think its that we have been made its that they are being extra careful. The First Order just broke away from all politcal parties and the ones that dont support The First Order support The Resistance. They are very likely being weary of their gatherings and their movements now. They could even spread false information as way of weeding out the traitors or the informants."

As he began to ask what was in her file she pulled her feet away from him. Her brows pulled together in focus as she pushed her mind towards him. She felt his heartbeat sensed his emotions-his desire to know with nothing malicious laced into it. It wasnt detailed but it was something. She sighed, releasing her control on the Force, before pulling her feet under her again.

"Joran Jace. Home planet: Lothal. Blood Type: B positive. Age: 25. Gender: Male. Species: Human. Occupation: Smuggler and known mercenary. Current status: Active. Mission count: 47. Known kills: Unknown-approximately 200. Force Sensative: Abilities still under research. Standard pay: 20000 standard credits per mission. Other: The Resistance wants him alive not dead; reasons unknown."

She recited back his file to him without wavering. She had no reason to lie to him and no reason yo hide anything;it might come back and bite her in the ass but shed just have to hope her saber was quicker. She remained silent, watching with reason and slight curiosity at the consciousness of information known on him. 

"Do you want to see the physical file? I have the holopad with me." To be fair shed been doing research for in the hours she couldnt sleep or wasnt on watch.