[ Satisfied to hear his opinion isn't solely hot air in Ren's estimation, knowing he will at least be listened to has Hux sitting back to give serious consideration to Ren's observation: Their boldness insults both of us. The other man may not enjoy being Supreme Leader (he certainly doesn't relish what it means to be the almost-Emperor of the new world, ungrateful brat that he is) but if he requires a confidante then by kriff, Hux knows he is the most qualified. He has his uses and certain honours, if only in name, are deservedly his. ]

They have the high-ground and know it; more people, access to tech, every opportunity to tell others with whom we would secure an alliance that we are murderers on a far grander scale, so ... let them stand tall. [ His hand comes up to his mouth as he folds an arm, relating a strategy. ] Their power makes them foolish and every time they throw their weight around, our silence refuses to bow to their pride. If exposed or demeaned, we accept their pointed finger without breaking it.

The only way to get even is to let them tire themselves out being righteous. We remember, we don't retaliate. Then, if we need to defend ourselves, we will have every excuse to say they forced our hand.

[ ... Pun not intended. ]