[Ren lets out a weak, almost nervous chuckle before shaking his head at himself and turning to said breakfast, his left hand lingering on Hux for a moment before he finally detaches himself. He can't drag the redhead along with him if he's going to sit and eat. (Well, he can, but he's not certain how practical it would be.)]
Of course. [Food first. It seems appropriate. Perhaps it will give him a few moments to take in the notion of Hux having prepared something so nice purely for him...]
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Of course. [Food first. It seems appropriate. Perhaps it will give him a few moments to take in the notion of Hux having prepared something so nice purely for him...]