[Hux was quiet as Bodhi had his hand on his stomach, trying not to think about how emotional he was feeling. Things were so much easier when he would just try to murder the pilot but he wasn't sure if it was the hormones or something else that made him not even attempt anything.
Instead, he was finding himself wondering what this child would be like. A child of the FIrst Order and the Rebellion- it would be interesting to see how that turned out.]
I didn't either, but that was definitely not indigestion.
[He had plenty of that to know what it felt like. He looked at Bodhi move his and away, not sure what to say for a moment. What could he say? Hux wasn't inclined to murder him but that moment between them hadn't been awful. He cleared his throat.]
I should have something more for breakfast. Maybe eggs.
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Instead, he was finding himself wondering what this child would be like. A child of the FIrst Order and the Rebellion- it would be interesting to see how that turned out.]
I didn't either, but that was definitely not indigestion.
[He had plenty of that to know what it felt like. He looked at Bodhi move his and away, not sure what to say for a moment. What could he say? Hux wasn't inclined to murder him but that moment between them hadn't been awful. He cleared his throat.]
I should have something more for breakfast. Maybe eggs.