[He laughs, wide and stupid as anything once that track hits home, attention flicking away to settle on some distant point far off in the distance. No, Hux isn't at all what he'd expected, but the more time he spends with the man, the more he appreciates that fact. Makes him think that dinner won't be half as awkward, that maybe they can take it all down a peg and chill. Talk about life instead of learning, which is the only difference Finn has ever found between textbooks and the feeling of his hands--
Well.
It's different, doing something for real. Being real.]
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Well.
It's different, doing something for real. Being real.]