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.
“Nope,” Techie smiles shyly and looks like he’s deciding what dance to do, but he stops and looks at the floor instead. “Hmm, h-how about…” He changes the music to something soft and tucks a strand of hair behind his ear. “We can sway, if you like. Th-that’s easier.”
He bites his bottom lip and offers his hands to Ren.