Are you still seriously trying to convince me that you're some kind of spy? [ Poe asked, clearly flabbergasted. He thumbed in Andy's direction. ]

I'm happy to let her sort you out if that somehow magically is the case, but no offense, you'd be the worst choice for an agent that they could muster. Why bother with an elaborate set up to pass a clone than use someone who wasn't obviously made for the imperial war machine?

[ It's a little harsh, and he feels a little bad, but he's in Fite mode so mostly he just looks grumpy. He turned his head to Andy. ]

He's not lying, he thinks we are. Which is a little insulting, given how many people I just shot, but. [ Looking back at Rex. ] I can spot something the imps would flip their shit over a mile away, and that's a good enough start for me, even if the details aren't honest.