He shakes his head, thinking. “Can I… Can I try first? If all else f-fails, we can bring in the big guns later. I just. This is s-something that I feel like should be done by her family.” It seems less impersonal that way.
“If you wish, of course,” Hux said softly. His brother was his one weak spot, if he was being honest to himself, and he would do anything for him.
“I will forward all of the intel I have on her to you. Do you need any additional resources?”
Techie drinks the last of the root beer with unprecedented enthusiasm before replying, “I sh-should be fine! If not I’ll l-let you know.” On his upper lip is some of the drink’s foam, making him look years younger and more childlike. Indeed, it’s been quite a while since he’s been this happy.
His brother, having a home, and now possibly having their mom back in their lives? Perfect. Utterly perfect. Nothing could go wrong; Techie felt on top of the world!
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