Tech was thinking.

It was something he did a lot of, but tonight was of a particular set of thoughts, ones he'd never allowed himself to dwell on before. He wasn't stupid, far from it ㅡ well aware of his lot in life as a clone and what he'd been created for, the thought of anything domestic hadn't been worth much.

Until now, at least.

Far beyond where he ever thought he'd find himself or the others, Pabu offered a sanctuary and the closest thing to genuine safety that he'd felt in a long time.

And so, with little else to occupy his thoughts and time, he'd turned towards the more domestic aspect of it. Living with someone outside the confines of a ship or barracks was still an adjustment ㅡ but the weight of their sleeping form was a comfort, one he sought as he watched them.

He had no way of knowing their own thoughts on the matter, had never had reason to ask ㅡ but now was as good as any, wasn't it?

He reached out, fingers gentle as he shook their shoulder to get their attention. "I have something to ask," he informed them, watching as they rubbed at their eyes. "...how do you feel about marriage?"