[ She huffs out a breath that borders on a chuckle, the sound more bitter than amused. ]

Leave. Just leave. [ Though she echoes his words there's nothing mocking in her tone. ] I'm glad it always seems so simple to everyone else. Like the thought never occurred to me before.

[ Shaking her head, she comes closer to him as she continues speaking. ]

Do you think this will all disappear without me here? Do you honestly think the Order is made to fall apart so easily? I'm not talking numbers, I'm talking functionality. Structure. Hux, who arguably led the fleet, has been dead barely a few hours and a suitable replacement has already been appointed. There are contingency plans in place for countless situations. The First Order itself is, in a way, a contingency plan that has flourished.

[ As she regards him for a few moments, there's a part of her that sincerely wishes it were so easy. That anything in her life could be so simple. It certainly sounds novel, and right up there with the idea of a normal life. Something that didn't exist for anyone in her bloodline. Following in her father's footsteps would have been the closest to normal that she could have found. ]