Oh no. She didn't know. He barely stifled an undignified groan. "Walk with me, Captain," he prompted, since they were still standing in the middle of the marketplace, and the shoppers bustling around them were becoming ever more irritated by the obstacle they presented. Or more like, he needed some time to figure out how to tell her this.

"As you can imagine, the Resistance pilots made good use of the shields being lowered," he began, deciding to go about this as delicately as he could. Many Stormtroopers had been lost that day, and while their lives meant little to him, Phasma might feel differently. "We were able to evacuate key personnel, and escape with the Finalizer."