[His arms cross naturally in front of his chest, despite how badly his wet cloak is weighing down his shoulders. This whole situation is so absurd, but he's smart enough to school his expression, stifle the cold laugh he wants to make. Because it's just the two of them, his decorum relaxes slightly.]
I assure you, Ren, if I knew how we came to be here, we wouldn't be here.
[Always confident in his own capabilities. After all, he's a General. He didn't get there by accident.
Hux's thoughts stray toward their transport, and its whereabouts. He hopes Millicent is okay.]
Have you made any progress with the local droids? They seem terribly low in intelligence or usefulness.
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I assure you, Ren, if I knew how we came to be here, we wouldn't be here.
[Always confident in his own capabilities. After all, he's a General. He didn't get there by accident.
Hux's thoughts stray toward their transport, and its whereabouts. He hopes Millicent is okay.]
Have you made any progress with the local droids? They seem terribly low in intelligence or usefulness.