Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.
“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.
And then bolts for the nearest exit.
“You h-haven’t disappointed me,” Techie says softly as he blinks and moves his eyes around, trying to get them to settle comfortably in their sockets.
“And I know it d-doesn’t count for much coming from me but… *I’m* happy to see y-you. I thought you w-were scary, and yet, th-the more we speak I feel l-like you’re… kind, too.”
Techie goes pale as he realizes that may have been the wrong thing to say. Didn’t Kylo Ren want to be powerful and intimidating, NOT “kind”? He gets down from the cot on shakey legs.