Date: 2016-09-10 08:25 am (UTC)
exhuxperation: (stroll)
[ Ren's words don't match his tone. It's too hasty, as though he was backpedaling. As though he wanted to leave but his body hadn't caught up with his mind.

Hux feels displaced by it, can't stop the spiral of thought that he'd just upset the balance between them. Nevermind that it'd been precarious to start, but he'd tipped it right over a different edge. Here in the privacy of his room, it's easy to forget about Snoke, about what his responsibilities had been on the Finalizer, as strange as that is to think about. Over the time he's been in the nest, he thinks he's rebuilding himself. Remembering parts that he'd long buried.

Tension continues to hang between them and Ren doesn't yet move. Hux doesn't want to walk away either, frozen on the spot with something tugging in the hollow of his chest. Expression still cautiously neutral, he meets Ren's glance, taking a moment to parse the meaning from the response. ]


I– perhaps it would be intelligent to have backup nearby, just in case.

[ If this is how Ren wants to play it, he'll go with. Carefully, he picks his way toward the dresser, ready to head out of the main room after he pulls clothes out. He pauses by the doorway, looking back over at Ren still sitting on the bed. ]

If you need anything in the meantime, you should retrieve it.
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