"Stop that." he snapped, his grip tightening on the rifle as his eyes narrowed at her. The defensiveness was a reflexive reaction, though if asked he couldn't say why he was reacting that way. Or why her seeming to have familiarity with him, or at least who he was, was grating on his nerves. She was a name and a face in a file to him. Just another target, albeit an extremely dangerous one. There was no reason for her to know him or to talk to him like that; he certainly didn't know her.

Or did he?

There was a warning on the tip of his tongue, wanting her to stop talking like that, to stop saying his name like she had said it a hundred times before. But she kept talking and any remark he would have made died in his throat as his confusion intensified, clear enough in his presence if one knew what they were looking for.

That name... he knew that name, didn't he? Another name from a file but no, there was something more to it. Something more to her. "Don't you remember?"

His brow furrowed, as much from trying to think as from the pain that throbbed at his temples when he tried to. Details weren't important, the past wasn't important; the mission was important. This Jedi was just... just trying to confuse him. Some sort of mind trick? Yes, it had to be.

Poe tensed and did his best to brush off the confusion and wondering. "Stop acting like you know me, Jedi." he hissed, and stepped in closer as he tried to hit her with the butt of the rifle, intending to knock her out or at least quiet her for a few minutes.