It’s late at night on the Marauder, and while the rest of the team is fast asleep, you find yourself unable to sleep. Walking into the common area, you spot Tech, absorbed in his datapad. His fingers tap rhythmically against the console, his mind clearly focused, but he acknowledges you with a quick glance.

Tech adjusts his goggles as you approach, eyes flickering from the data screen to you with mild interest. "Couldn’t sleep either, I assume?" he says in his usual calm, analytical tone. "I’m just running some diagnostics. Care to join me?" He gestures to a chair beside him, though his focus quickly shifts back to his work.