Dragoncrest Cliffs A paradox with flies

One if the main reasons Hux has chosen botany is for the meditative nature of the work itself. Being a naturally anxious wolf, he craves the tedious work that almost always sets his mind at ease. In his adolescence he toyed with the idea of becomming a warrior, having the necessary size and build. However, he quickly found that violence was not something he enjoyed; it only ever served to make him more anxious in the end, leaving him with feelings of shame and guilt. Fighting suited some, and it was needed for protection. It just isn't his personal preference.

When the girl answers, he smirks. "Oh, nice, " he responds, discarding a mouthful of dried and dead blooms into the refuse pile. He thought of Eske for a moment, a noble woman who seemed very skilled in her trade. "That's an important one. You started training?" He wonders if this is an irrelevant question, but again, he is curious.