[ What occurred to Kylo Ren is still a mystery. Of course, he can take a few educated guesses. There had clearly been a fight of some sort. A struggle. Perhaps that girl had been involved (something tells him this is true). He's tempted to ask, to hear it all from beginning to end. Because knowing is better than not. If he needs to plan around something, knowledge is the first step.
Even though the mere thought of plotting anything makes him feel strangely unhinged. Stretched too thin and shock digging deep. As he sits in this chair, not even noting how uncomfortable it is, Hux stares off towards the ground. All over it feels like his limbs are leaden, that the air is stifling. Out of the corner of his eye, he can tell Ren is staring. Studying. What does he see? Hux almost doesn't want to imagine, because he's having difficulty swallowing his own presence at the moment.
Something broke when Starkiller fell to pieces, only he's much too tired to acknowledge it. His crew needs more orders, he should be on the bridge, should be figuring out their next course, should– ]
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Even though the mere thought of plotting anything makes him feel strangely unhinged. Stretched too thin and shock digging deep. As he sits in this chair, not even noting how uncomfortable it is, Hux stares off towards the ground. All over it feels like his limbs are leaden, that the air is stifling. Out of the corner of his eye, he can tell Ren is staring. Studying. What does he see? Hux almost doesn't want to imagine, because he's having difficulty swallowing his own presence at the moment.
Something broke when Starkiller fell to pieces, only he's much too tired to acknowledge it. His crew needs more orders, he should be on the bridge, should be figuring out their next course, should– ]
No. [ And then: ] Why?