That was honestly a difficult question to answer. "There aren't really any sides here, for starters. A lot of people don't want to fight, would rather just live their lives without the war."
But that probably wouldn't be an acceptable answer to her. He picks up a fork and starts making imaginary lines an inch above the table. "If we draw the lines from back home, on our side is the General, Bodhi, Skywalker, Re-" Mm. No, not Rey. "Rex, I think. Maybe Kanan and Ezra.
"On theirs is Hux, Kylo Ren..." He sighs, glances to Poe. "And probably two others.
"But there are some outliers, too. Jadus is... Jadus. Then there's Anakin, who I don't know what to make of. All of his people... The only one who cares about the war at all anymore is just Hux."
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But that probably wouldn't be an acceptable answer to her. He picks up a fork and starts making imaginary lines an inch above the table. "If we draw the lines from back home, on our side is the General, Bodhi, Skywalker, Re-" Mm. No, not Rey. "Rex, I think. Maybe Kanan and Ezra.
"On theirs is Hux, Kylo Ren..." He sighs, glances to Poe. "And probably two others.
"But there are some outliers, too. Jadus is... Jadus. Then there's Anakin, who I don't know what to make of. All of his people... The only one who cares about the war at all anymore is just Hux."
Bastard stole his pizza. Finn never forgets.