Techie’s eyes widened at the realization that she couldn’t (or wouldn’t?) speak. Okay. Deep breaths. First things first.
“We’re going on a t-tr-trip, Adeline, o-okay? Come here w-with pops,” he said as soothingly as he could manage and picked her up. He stood up straight on his own shaking legs and walked right out of their room, totally shirtless, to find someone who could maybe help: Kylo Ren.
“A-addie? Ad-ddie? Addie! Wh-why are y-you s-so small? Are you o-okay?” He clutches onto her as if for dear life, cradling her close to his chest.
“My b-baby girl,” he sobs.
She looked at him confused because she didn’t know who he was
“It’s T-Techie, remember? Un- uncle Techie? Y-your papa?” His eyes get wider and wider. This can’t be happening!
“A-addie? Ad-ddie? Addie! Wh-why are y-you s-so small? Are you o-okay?” He clutches onto her as if for dear life, cradling her close to his chest.
“My b-baby girl,” he sobs.
Techie flinched automatically and covered his eyes until the smoke cleared. He screamed when he saw Adeline on the ground looking small and frail, throwing himself down to his knees beside her and taking her into his arms.
“A-Addie,” he sobbed, pressing his nose into the crown of her head.
TechieHux 