"You said it was not difficult."

The Guard is properly motivated. Hux, surely, can determine the correct formula. Maketh holds herself very still. If Sweets knows information that useful, then she needs to determine a way to convince him to share it. Threats won't work. He's proven that already. Threats will likely make things worse.

"You will do this?" She's careful not to look at him this time, but rather the place behind his shoulder. Exactly as protocol dictates. "Nick would understand it. Or Henry could take notes."