techiehux:

Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.

After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”

Wiping his brow, he nodded quickly and readied to play once more. Alderaan Blues was another powerful, sorrowful song, and Techie infused the melody with his own insecurities and fears; A few times a tear slipped out the corner of his eyes.

But when it came time to improvise, Techie added in a note of hope: soft murmurs of a better future.