[his boots click on the stone as they descend--it gets darker the further they get away from the street, and Hux lifts a hand, snapping his fingers, causing a small flicker of flame to appear, hovering at the tip of his index finger. It doesn't give much light, but perhaps it gives enough.]
Oh? Well, now I'm curious. What type did I seem to be, then?
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Oh? Well, now I'm curious. What type did I seem to be, then?