A flash of an image flickered behind his eyelids: one of MaMa’s thugs beating the hell out of him with a fist flying his way much like Kylo’s was. That memory left him paralyzed, Techie eyes wide open with fear. The blow was coming, it was- pain, there’d be pain- and-

No. This was Kylo Ren. He wouldn’t hurt Techie for real.

With this in mind, he recovered just in time and blocked the blow. Something soft about his expression read, “I trust you.”