Would you prefer I ask Captain Phasma? [He's found one of the plush, military couches laid out in the other room, settling in as if he belongs: elbows across his knees, dark hair disheveled and drawn across his brow. Hux is, if anything, punctual to a fault, but that doesn't mean he's quick to dress himself, or right the flaws in his appearance.
Considering the frayed, punched-in hemlines of his own robes, the two couldn't be more opposite if they tried.] Or perhaps your father could be persuaded to join us.
[He's meant to be facilitating common ground between them; he's also (shamefully) failing.]
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Considering the frayed, punched-in hemlines of his own robes, the two couldn't be more opposite if they tried.] Or perhaps your father could be persuaded to join us.
[He's meant to be facilitating common ground between them; he's also (shamefully) failing.]