“Dark side?” The confusion is genuine. Jon has met the Dark. Looked at their dark sun and not only survived, but destroyed that thing. But a dark side? Side of what?

At least from the sound of it, these people were more like... Well. Jedi turned evil? At least as long as one assumes that these Jedi were the good guys. Oh, how Jon hates this line of thinking. Reminds him on some bad piece of fiction.

But he sets that thought aside and instead just nods himself.

“I... know that feeling of not wanting to hide any longer. At some point running his gets... Tedious. Exhausting.” He lifts his eyes up and directs them forward, in the direction they are headed. Towards the storm. Just another thing he has chosen not to hide from.