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Kylo looked down at the man, he sneered a bit. He knelt down to his level and gave a small smirk “Anything? You mean that do you? What do you have to offer me, pathetic man?” he held his hair to make him look at him in the eyes. 

Something like reverence dawned in Techie’s eyes. His pupils swallowed up most of the bright blue irises with an audible whirr. “Th-thank y-you, sir,” he said, picking himself off the floor on skinny, trembling legs. “My s-ss-sup- uh, fuck! My *boss* assigned m-me to fix y-your sonic.“

Techie gestured over to where he’d been before Ren force-dragged him over; the door to the bathroom is flung wide open and the sonic’s long metal pipe shudders. His eyes swirl in their sockets and grow darker. Within a moment he says, “There’s a b-buildup of cr-crud in the pipe.”

Carefully, Techie gives Ren the side-eye. Feeling braver now, maybe foolishly so, he adds, “Leslie w-wanted you to k-kill me. That’s why sh-she assigned me to y-your room.”