He takes too deep of a breath when he's released, oxygen rushing in and causing him to cough, almost choking again on the sensation of being able to breathe. There will be no fingerprints, but he feels like they're there all the same. A phantom pain. One gloved hand comes up to his throat, rubbing where he'd felt the most pressure. The eyes of the medical staff are on him, frightened around the edges and waiting to see what he does.

Clearing his throat, he resumes his imperious stare at Kylo Ren, not willing to be intimidated even in the face of being choked on his own ship.

"Then stop getting to a point where I need to." This is ridiculous. It should be common sense. Cooperate with medical and be on your way. Except that seems to be such a difficult task– he wants to scream. Hux already has enough stress to deal with in the face of Starkiller being destroyed. He's spent what little time he's had to think about his words to Snoke. To consider the best course of action.

He's even gone so far as to think about the repercussions the Force user will be met with. It doesn't seem like either of them will be let off easy. Though, he's mostly concerned with getting out alive. Ren seems to be too valuable to be disposable and it's a fact that grates on his nerves.