Those Who Fight Together | The Bad Batch

Thirteen (Tech, Echo, Angst)

Tech messed with his googles, "I think you should take this one, Echo," he said leaning over her with his medical pad taking vitals. He drowned out the conversation looking over the health panel screening for any irregularities. He sigh, nothing but hydration and exhaustion. His brain was still seething over the fact they questioned his emotional capabilities. Tech looked at her, studying her face, the raise and fall of her chest and the way she kind of curled into herself when she was asleep.

"She's pretty" Wrecker said behind him also watching.

"Astute as always, Wrecker" Tech scowled prying himself up from his crouched position next to her.

"Why are you into that?" Wrecker asked still confused, they all had drilled into their heads that having kids was never an option let alone a family outside of their squad and brothers so out of everything else about her to be attracted to why that.

"It's not something he can help," Echo said injecting himself into the conversation, "it's just like how you like explosives, it's his nature."

"Thank you," Tech said with a cough, "I'm just glad she does not seem to mind."

"I mean you've never seemed interested in women so it doesn't make sense," Wrecker shrugged kneeling down infront of her resting hid big head on the corner of the bunk.

"I am a reserved person," he snipped back.

"Huh?"

"He means he keeps to himself," you mumbled Rolling over to your side facing them.

"How are you feeling?" Tech said removing the sensors.

"Sleepy."

"As to be expected."

"You did good Riduur," Echo cooed petting your face.

"Mmm."

"Did I hurt you?" Wrecker asked nervously.

"I feel a little tender."

Tech pulled out the tub of Bacta he kept in pocket, "This may sting. A lot." Carefully as he could he took the tub and rubbed everywhere around the outside of your folds and very carefully inserted sum incase of any ripping. I know this hurts and she is not even wincing, she's already in more pain then she's letting on. Nonchalantly with his freehand he primed a painreliever and injected in your leg where the others wouldn't notice it. He watched you smile at him when the sensation relaxed the cramping. He rubbed the spot of the injection, "Better?"

"Thanks," you said sitting up out of the bunk, Wrecker handing you a canteen of water and you slammed the whole thing down, "That's a lot better."

"They should be back soon-" Tech said and found you scowling, "I will advise them to wait until after you rest," you nodded your reply to him.

Tech attempted to dismiss himself to finish working on the filter but found your arm laced around his waist, "You don't have secrets from me," you whispered sensing his well hidden anger, "What is it?"

"Not once did my brother's question Echo's emotional aptitude yet I am the one they view as emotionless ," he whispered, "I just need to process it is all," he said removing your arm, "I will be fine."

"They can't correct themselves if they are unaware of how that view effects you," you offered trying to reach out again but he maneuvered out of it.

"I know," he said trying to head to the pilots chair, when the invisible force pulled him back towards you and your arms pulling him down infront of you.

You rested your legs over his shoulders gently holding his head between your legs while you played with his hair, "Talk," you whispered, "please."

"When the others arrive," he replied and you wrapped your anklets together infront of him holding him in place. He sighed but didn't fight out of the grasp. Tech fiddled with his goggles noticing his brothers were staring at the interaction. "I wasn't going for one," he said at Echo who stopped glaring.