She shakes her head. He is a tool. A means to an end for executing the will of another. What then will happen when another more powerful champion steps through the porter? She doesn't why he would choose this illusion of freedom when it exists in reality in her grasp.

"Ben, you don't have to hide here," it's not as if Snoke is here to dig his claws into his mind, and even if he was, he is no match for the pair of them. Unless...

"You haven't seen it yet," she's quiet again as it clicks into place. It explains it really, why he might be content to don a different identity as a Champion for a warlord he could easily best. "And you don't know what we are."