Hux rolls his shoulders slightly, silent for a moment as they continue walking, not answering Chiron's question right away. He wasn't wrong--there were ways that Hux had built armor around himself to protect himself from things that might otherwise harm him. His stoic demeanor was one of those--though it had been cracking as of late, due to so many events out of his control. Luckily, here, he was starting to get it back to something manageable, at least.

Finally, he spoke, disliking a bit how his voice echoed in these strange natural caverns. "It is, yes. Most of my work involves having to be around people who are looking for any opportunity to use a weakness against someone." Loyalty only goes so far, and there are only two people in the First Order he trusts implicitly. "I may seem immutable to others...but after all, not all armor is physical."