"Ah, man, I'm sorry." The apology, and the emotion behind it, are both genuine; Caleb moves to stick his hands in his pockets, immediately grinning. His entire body language relaxes. "I had a week like that recently. Man, though, a droid? Like android? That's so cool! There's nothing like that back home. Do all the droids talk in beeps like that? Can people understand them?"

Sorry, Finn. Someone likes sci-fi.