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.
“First gift of many t-to come!” Techie corrected, with a sincere smile lighting up his face.
He grew serious, though, when Ren handed him the small piece of Alderaan. Techie turned it over slowly and felt it’s weight in more than just his hands. Heart aching, he thought of Hux on that stage yelling “FIRE!” and the sudden, horrifying deaths of so, so many people. Techie opened his mouth to say something before thinking better of it. Instead, he whispered, “The First Order has been g-good to me. N-not so m-m-much to, um, others…”
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