[Hux catches sight of Ren across the room, used to trying to keep an idea of his whereabouts when they shared proximity. He isn't inclined to entertain the other man, up until he sees what Ren has in his hands.
Those are his gloves. He would recognize them anywhere. Custom-made, broken in, well worn but well cared for to avoid damage. Making his way through the silent party with the calligraphy set in his pocket, he stops by Ren, out of arm's reach and tries to find the right way to ask when it's the last thing he wants.
He should have shot him when he had a chance. Instead, he just holds out a hand and gives Ren a measured stare as if to say well?.]
Man in the hat | mild TLJ Spoilers
Those are his gloves. He would recognize them anywhere. Custom-made, broken in, well worn but well cared for to avoid damage. Making his way through the silent party with the calligraphy set in his pocket, he stops by Ren, out of arm's reach and tries to find the right way to ask when it's the last thing he wants.
He should have shot him when he had a chance. Instead, he just holds out a hand and gives Ren a measured stare as if to say well?.]