[ It's strangely lucid, how the words fall out of his mouth, how one little sentence can change so much about a person. He stares as he hears the words again, again, echoing in his mind. That there was a weapon that drained all the power of a nearby star. That he fired it. That it destroyed...
It destroyed five whole worlds.
On his order.
It's like an ocean in his ears, how the blood seems to rise and rush, how everything suddenly seems so out of contrast as he tries to put this man- who had been gentle with him when the nightmares came, who had left him without questions and had let him speak of his problems on his own- onto the face of someone who could destroy five planets.
Vanya.
She's the first that comes to mind, and he stands, pulling back, away, turning so he can pace. Exhaling slowly because he feels like he's going to be sick from the racing of his thoughts.
Vanya had destroyed one. In two timelines, but still one planet. Accidentally. Maybe purposefully the first time around- no one knew. But his tiny, timid sister had brought all the fire and fury of the apocalypse raining on their heads.
She had been pushed into it. Driven to it by powers she didn't understand. That she was scared of. And he hadn't helped. He'd stood there and watched as she was trapped, left her alone and isolated because he was scared of his own abilities, couldn't argue with Luther, was trying to figure out what he needed to do with Ben-
But Hux wasn't Vanya. And from the sound of things, this hadn't been an accident.]
You-
[ His words rise and fall and die in his throat, and he keeps pacing as he tries to get them organized. ]
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It destroyed five whole worlds.
On his order.
It's like an ocean in his ears, how the blood seems to rise and rush, how everything suddenly seems so out of contrast as he tries to put this man- who had been gentle with him when the nightmares came, who had left him without questions and had let him speak of his problems on his own- onto the face of someone who could destroy five planets.
Vanya.
She's the first that comes to mind, and he stands, pulling back, away, turning so he can pace. Exhaling slowly because he feels like he's going to be sick from the racing of his thoughts.
Vanya had destroyed one. In two timelines, but still one planet. Accidentally. Maybe purposefully the first time around- no one knew. But his tiny, timid sister had brought all the fire and fury of the apocalypse raining on their heads.
She had been pushed into it. Driven to it by powers she didn't understand. That she was scared of. And he hadn't helped. He'd stood there and watched as she was trapped, left her alone and isolated because he was scared of his own abilities, couldn't argue with Luther, was trying to figure out what he needed to do with Ben-
But Hux wasn't Vanya. And from the sound of things, this hadn't been an accident.]
You-
[ His words rise and fall and die in his throat, and he keeps pacing as he tries to get them organized. ]
-- Five? Five planets-?