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.
“Oh, uh, I listen to weird st-stuff,” Techie confessed, but he fiddled with the player until a tune started playing: jazzy and energetic, with electronic sound effects thrown in. “Do you dance, Ren?”
He was terrified of making a fool of himself, but if Ren could smile just one more time, Techie would consider this entire night a victory.