Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.
“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.
And then bolts for the nearest exit.
“A w-witch!” Techie lets out a loud guffaw and promptly turns bright pink. He hadn’t meant to laugh. “You’re m-more of a cool wi-wiz-zard,” he says earnestly while the doctor takes his bionic eyeballs and examines them closely.
He looks strange sitting on a medbay cot; sockets empty, smiling faintly, cheeks red.
Techie’s expression turns somber as he recalls Peach Trees. “T-torture, I guess…” He takes a deep breath and adds, “MaMa just *did* th-things, and I wouldn’t know why. It was f-fun for her, probably, to m-make me scream.”
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