[ It's strange that this would be relaxing– but, he's not the one with machinery in his head. So on a different level, it's better than if it were uncomfortable for her. He'd feel less alright with doing this if that were the case, even if it were at Angel's behest. But that isn't the case here. She's humming contentedly, obviously used to the adjustment and to the lack of boundaries.
Hux plucks up a screw and driver, careful when he shuts the panel. The first screw goes in, keeping it all in place. After, the rest follow. Tight but not overly so, otherwise she'll have a hell of a time getting it back open. He sets the screwdriver back down, double checks his work, and then takes a step back out of her personal space. ]
Have you always had to do this on your own before?
[ The question comes out before he can stop himself. ]
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Hux plucks up a screw and driver, careful when he shuts the panel. The first screw goes in, keeping it all in place. After, the rest follow. Tight but not overly so, otherwise she'll have a hell of a time getting it back open. He sets the screwdriver back down, double checks his work, and then takes a step back out of her personal space. ]
Have you always had to do this on your own before?
[ The question comes out before he can stop himself. ]