[And Hux is just watching him in return. Eyes move over the faint hints inspired by stress and the youthful roundness of his face down over a body that read as well-trained to the observing eye.
The bit of smirk he has betrays the humor he finds in that, but the sigh that follows implies a sense of understanding. Confident and well-carried as he was now, he was also once a boy who felt the weight of expectation like it could crush him in any moment.
He hooks his arm into the crook of Finn's elbow, leading him out the nearest set of doors into the chilled evening air.]
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The bit of smirk he has betrays the humor he finds in that, but the sigh that follows implies a sense of understanding. Confident and well-carried as he was now, he was also once a boy who felt the weight of expectation like it could crush him in any moment.
He hooks his arm into the crook of Finn's elbow, leading him out the nearest set of doors into the chilled evening air.]
I know a good trick for that.