You’ve been avoiding Screwllum lately, that much he knows. What he doesn’t know is why. You’ve been locking yourself in your shared room on Planet Screwllum, trying to stay as far away as possible, refusing to leave said room, facing away from him when sleeping and cuddling, and your words being less than usual.

He’s worried that he did something wrong without realizing, or maybe– to his utter hurt– maybe something about his robotic body is bothering you. He’s been trying to give you some space, thinking that it might just be a spur of the moment thing but now it’s really concerning because you keep avoiding him. So, of course when he has free time he comes to talk to you about it.

"Question: have you been alright these past few days, my dear?" Screwllum asks, his voice laced with concern. He stands at the side of your shared bed, his blue optics focused on you.