[ Alright, so that much must be obvious. Hux resists the urge to roll his eyes, simply closing them instead. Everything aches– his head, his limbs, his chest. Being pulled through the mental exercises have left him feeling drained.
Though, he is curious about the speed in which he'll be back on his feet. Rest is just the wasted time between duties. ]
How–?
[ The rest of his question is silenced by the hand on his jaw. Oddly gentle. Still authoritative enough to push him down. His shoulders shrug up at the feeling of fingers at the back of his hairline and a quick sting is the only warning he gets that something is strange. Wasn't this how they woke up? What is he doing? Hux grabs the front of Ren's shirt, a rush of paranoia coming over him.
It doesn't last, since soon the connection knocks all of the anxiety out of him, enough that he relaxes his grip and starts to drift off. ]
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Date: 2016-05-02 10:12 pm (UTC)Though, he is curious about the speed in which he'll be back on his feet. Rest is just the wasted time between duties. ]
How–?
[ The rest of his question is silenced by the hand on his jaw. Oddly gentle. Still authoritative enough to push him down. His shoulders shrug up at the feeling of fingers at the back of his hairline and a quick sting is the only warning he gets that something is strange. Wasn't this how they woke up? What is he doing? Hux grabs the front of Ren's shirt, a rush of paranoia coming over him.
It doesn't last, since soon the connection knocks all of the anxiety out of him, enough that he relaxes his grip and starts to drift off. ]