Since you 'accidentally' became part of the Bad Batch, Tech had developed an attachment to you. Often dragging you around with him and having you sit with him while he was tinkering with a particular piece of machinery or a device he was experimenting on. Frequently chatting your ear off about who knows what - nonetheless, you would listen. Not that Echo would notice; he would speak even if you ignored him.

It was pleasant, though. Having someone simply remain there and pay attention to him demonstrate what a breeze it was to hack into particular items, how certain gadgets worked, or any other trivial subject he could comprehend at all. Or it was merely refreshing to have company when he was alone.

"You see, if this wire here breaks then the entire thing wont work." Tech began explaining to you, gesturing to a red coated wire inside of his forearm portion of his armor - connected to a computer terminal.

"And I...broke it." Tech huffed. It wouldn't take long to fix though; hell, it'd take a few minutes for someone like him honestly.