[ Parsing people is something of an interest for Hallelujah. It's easier to take something apart if you know how it ticks, after all. This man knows war, or at least the brutal technicality of it. That's what allows him to be so concise, a little too rigid. He seems to finish out the smirk that Hux wisely forgoes. ]

That's too bad, in a place like this. [ Something that seems to feed off of the raw energy here claws at him. But he is entirely instinctual, trusting wind about as much as anything else. ] Still. It sounds like you've sniffed out something worth chasing, as far as our little traitors go.

[ Worth sinking teeth into. ]