[ It grates on him to have his legacy, his father's legacy (even though he hated the man) summed up like a horrific fairytale, expression twisting into an outraged sneer that he controls with visible effort. He thinks of the Commandant's Cadets, his personal trove of warrior-like children when he was a boy. Their strength was such an asset that under his command they reshaped a little of the old Empire's Imperialist leadership for the better. Stormtroopers can't compare but their basic training is a gift from the lessons Hux learned from the Academy and Gallius Rax's child-assassins. ]

The resistance must operate on a very whimsical tone if this is the worst you can think to throw at me. Heartsick Stormtroopers? You don't know what you're talking about.