idk the one having a mid-life crisis here is still you, Hux

[Imprecise. Clumsy. Were he as skilled as either Cathaway or Prince, he's certain he could have pinpointed Steve without alerting Hux to their strained bond, but things are what they are - the line is dropped in an instant, substituted with the roar of the engine beneath his heels as it's sparked to life with a single tug. A moment of adjustment, the calibration that has to come with bucking gravity's grasp, and then he steers his own bike closer, aligning it with their own.]

Lead the way, Hux.

[How deliberate he is in refusing to use the General's former title.]