If given a choice between the siblings, Hux would choose Padme.
She had a good head on her shoulders, despite inheriting her father's temper. Anakin, however, lacked the speed to make good military decisions. He was like his father in that way.
But, right now, he had to deal with Anakin.
They had engaged in a battle with a Red Cord ship, and Padme had insisted on getting into the battle. The whole reason that they were out in the Outer Rim was for a diplomatic meeting with the Hutts on Tatooine. The senator himself stood next to him, wincing at every ship blown up.
"She's going to get herself blown up. Then I'm going to have to explain to my parents why one of the most powerful Force wielders is blown up-"
"You're not helping."
Anakin glared at Hux. "I'm being realistic!"
The ginger growled. "No, you're being ridiculous!"
They started to argue, everyone watching them. Neither noticed Padme enter the bridge. She paused in the doorway and glanced at BB-8. Then the two backed away.