[ Kylo looks over his shoulder at Hux, slight frown on his face. Five years and his co-commander is no more tolerable now than he was when they first met. He doesn't understand the artwork, doesn't want to understand it, and certainly doesn't want to know why Hux is so interested in it. It's a thought he'll tuck away to think about at some other time.

Not now.

Not when there is far too much to be concerned with. ]

I'm not going to stand here and discuss this or anything else with you, especially where others can listen to our conversation. I'll see you at home.