Hux/Rey
Hux hadn't really been to any social gatherings since the Halloween party. That had been the only one, and Hux still had mixed feelings over how that turned out. Needless to say, he hadn't been itching to interact with large groups of people since then.
However, with the arrival of Ben and Phasma, Hux felt just a tiny bit more comfortable here at the hotel. They provided a sense of normalcy that Hux had been lacking before. Which was why he actually wanted to attend the New Years party, dressed in a well-tailored navy blue suit that he had purchased at the mall.
Now, things between himself and Rey still seemed to linger in a gray area. They weren't quite friends yet, but after that evening in his room, Hux was under the impression that they were no longer tense around one another, either. They had reached an entirely different level of their truce. And that evening, Hux was confident enough to seek Rey out, whiskey in hand, playfully bumping his bony shoulder against her's to get her attention.
"You look lovely tonight," he spoke, just loud enough to be heard over the music, "How have you been?" Even though they were in a public space, Hux somewhat expected an honest answer. The question was more than just a formality. He really did want to know how Rey had been doing, considering everything that was going on.