Techie slumps before sagging over and pressing his cheek to the cool, hard surface of the table. He knew Hux didn’t mean any harm, but his enthusiasm had been somewhat dampened. “But I f-found something,” he says quietly, almost a whine.
“Oh?” Hux asked, smiling and running his fingers lightly through his brother’s hair. “That explains it a bit. Can you promise me to catch some sleep after you tell me, though?”
Techie perks up, sitting straighter and propping his face up on his elbows. “I promise! L-Listen, Armie: I was able to narrow down m-mom’s location to a manageable area! All I h-had to do was triangulate the most recent data points and then narrow and refine the search results-”
He spoke progressively faster with an excited tint to his cheeks, tripping over his words in a hurry to rush them all out so Hux could hear.
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