[ Hux pretty much suspects Ren loved watching someone tool with him, why wouldn't he. ]

I don't have a rank on this moon. We're completely outside of our galactic borders, somewhere beyond the Outer Rim, who knows for sure? There's no First Order, certainly, but there does seem to be an abundance of Resistance personnel swaggering around as if they own the place.

[ He eyes the comm pointedly, changing into a black shirt to one side of the camera. ]

That girl, she's making waves. Why haven't you dealt with her?