techiehux:

Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.

After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”

His eyes grew wide. “Oh, oh-! Shit! Y-you’re right! P-please don’t tell the boss, I was only g-gonna be in here for a f-few minutes but I l-lost track!”

Techie scrambles to put the sax away where he got it from and make sure he didn’t leave his toolbox around anywhere. He seems to realize what Hux just said and stops to stare at him, eyebrows raised. “Y-you’d let me in the b-band?”