Techie reached out and wound his thin pinkie finger around Nao’s. “Deal,” he said grimly, committed to keeping this as bloodless as possible. He couldn’t stand to see anyone else brutally dispatched ever again, whether First Order or Resistance. Once he dropped his hand he got to work immediately; opening the door and peering out carefully.
“Wait f-for my signal and then follow m-me,” Techie sniffed.
TechieHux 