his leg bounces, a nervous habit as he leans against the wall. in váli’s time flying he’d never gotten attached to an astromech, didn’t have experience with droids beyond the basics they’d taught at the academy and that wasn’t enough to make him empathize with them. complex repairs were well beyond his abilities so the two malfunctioning mechs that he’d grabbed on the tail end of his last decent job were completely out of luck in his on hands. ------ but he’d heard good things about her, the droid whisperer, what a hell of a title. “they’re --- kriffin’ awful, know that much, but they were like this when i found them. don’t have the funds for the repairs right now so an estimate, if you think you can fix‘em up, would be great.”
@binarywake // call.