The news of his uncle prompted her to wrap her arms around his middle. She wasn't sure how he felt about the event, his eyes and face read differently. A hug felt safe either way. Heather had liked being close to him regardless. She turned her face up in time to catch that beautiful dark gaze.
"Yeah. You'll probably still have some, because making everyone happen is impossible, but most would be happy with the change, I think." She shorted at the idea of Hux meeting such a quick death. "He is scum, but... a short death is too good for him."