As they continued to walk, the pain became more like steady background than anything pressing, and he had no apparent problems returning to camp. One foot in front of the other, mind empty of feeling, numb to the cold and the strain. Hux's silence thankfully made the process easier.

Ren shot the general a suspicious glance when he ordered the troopers to get the last of the supplies, and his mouth twitched at the order, mild displeasure on his face.

"There's no need to waste supplies on this," he said flatly, meeting Hux's eye.