[Of course C-3PO isn't. He's a droid, metal and circuitry through and through. The idea of anything lurking in the darkness can only run rampant in organic minds flush with this thing called an 'imagination.'
Unfortunately, he can't help but feel a bit apprehensive as he shuffles his way down the corridor, optics shining, inspecting the walls all too carefully for his own good.]
It's much too dark! You'd think someone would consider calling maintenance–
[A subtle and distinct thump startles him, causing folded arms to twitch as they're held out in front of his golden body.]
W-what was that? Who's there? [His head swivels one way, then the other.] A-Artoo? Artoo, if that's you, I hardly find this funny! You come right out this instant...!
C-3PO | Star Wars
[Of course C-3PO isn't. He's a droid, metal and circuitry through and through. The idea of anything lurking in the darkness can only run rampant in organic minds flush with this thing called an 'imagination.'
Unfortunately, he can't help but feel a bit apprehensive as he shuffles his way down the corridor, optics shining, inspecting the walls all too carefully for his own good.]
It's much too dark! You'd think someone would consider calling maintenance–
[A subtle and distinct thump startles him, causing folded arms to twitch as they're held out in front of his golden body.]
W-what was that? Who's there? [His head swivels one way, then the other.] A-Artoo? Artoo, if that's you, I hardly find this funny! You come right out this instant...!
[A beat. Two beats.
Concern wavers within the droid's vocalizer.]
...Oh dear...