It wasn't really the romantic moment he had envisioned, when he let himself envision it. Usually there was a lot more metaphorically sweeping off the feet than literally trying to pick someone up off the floor, and usually it wasn't so... Well, he felt a bit like an asshole, hunting down a some poor womprat.
He made a mental note to have a discusion with BB-8 later.
"It's alright," He reassured him, quietly, reaching up just a little more to rub his head fondly, scrubbing over the tightly cropped hair. "... I was really looking forward to seeing you, too."
(Since he still had no idea that BB-8 had brought him in the first place, and not simply startled him into the bathroom.)
He stood up, shifting the towel as he walked over to bottle and glasses he'd already gotten ready for later tonight. There went all his fancy and carefully planned out chatter. "I uh - brought you something. From the mission. It's not much, but I couldn't really help myself."
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He made a mental note to have a discusion with BB-8 later.
"It's alright," He reassured him, quietly, reaching up just a little more to rub his head fondly, scrubbing over the tightly cropped hair. "... I was really looking forward to seeing you, too."
(Since he still had no idea that BB-8 had brought him in the first place, and not simply startled him into the bathroom.)
He stood up, shifting the towel as he walked over to bottle and glasses he'd already gotten ready for later tonight. There went all his fancy and carefully planned out chatter. "I uh - brought you something. From the mission. It's not much, but I couldn't really help myself."