For just a moment, there was the faintest widening of Ren's eyes as he stared at Hux and the fact that the man had dared to threaten him, far more than the typical that he had grown used to in their time forced to serve together on the Finalizer. That surprise that might have been a score for the General turned into rage only after a heartbeat or two. A rage that flared up in his eyes as they narrowed, the jerk of his hand as power lashed out, licking around Hux's throat.

"No matter my injuries, how dare you threaten me!" Without the mask, the voice was so very different in its promised threaten in kind, but unlike the calm that Ren liked to try and convey that made his threats so much more likely to stick, this was full of anger as unstable and red as his destroyed lightsaber.

He didn't stand, but his hand did tighten as his breathing picked up.