"If your stormtroopers were not so weak-willed, that girl never would have escaped." Ren's snapped retort was instantaneous, but he forced his emotions back under control after it, straightening his shoulders, trying to draw himself up and force a calmer expression. Fighting would get them no where and it wasn't the time for the dispute that would circle around them if they did not stop it before it really started.

"You're certain we haven't died?" If hell was real, it would only make sense that his would have the general in it. It was reassuring to hear that he had made it to the medbay, even if he bristled internally at having Hux to thank for that. It explained why he was not bleeding out when he came to in the fountain.

"Exile without trial. Slave trading. Whatever this is, it hardly seems like the work of the Resistance."