He listened to the General's ridiculous little speech, but it did get the warrior to look at Hux with narrowed eyes. His gaze flicked up and down the man before he snorted rudely. "Who are you and what have you done with Hux?" His voice was rough. Snarling at the staff? Something from the fight he must have been in? "I'm not afraid. That damn Wookie and his lucky shot." Even as a part of him rebeled at insulting said Wookie at all; he ignored it completely.

"When did things become 'we'? You have your own goals, pathetically self indulgent ones, and I have my own." Normally, he enjoyed a bit of banter with Hux, but his rage and self-pity was currently boiling just beneath the surface.