Date: 2017-02-26 05:09 am (UTC)
narcissithstic: (the secrets that we sold)
[Another slow exhale, this time measured, less desperate and more grounded in thought— or perhaps observation.

A heavy hand falls against the side of Hux's hip, stilling him - though not unkindly.
]

You might regret it someday.

[Not the immediate circumstances, but the emotional connection he's bared in this moment.]

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