[Ren says nothing. Returned yet again to the foundation of his own obedience, his thoughts stay locked on the matter at hand: Hux needs no affirmation, so none is given - only the heavy vibration of the bike as it picks up to speed at a careful pace, frigid rain stinging as it catches exposed skin. Town is not too far; with luck they'll make it and find time to wash the filth and blood before reuniting with Rogers.
Without it-- well, they'll at least look appropriately intimidating for their meeting with the local merchants.]
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Without it-- well, they'll at least look appropriately intimidating for their meeting with the local merchants.]