The droid might have answered, it whistled and wobbled meaningfully, but it seemed to be able to tell it was going more or less misunderstood.
He raced on along just ahead of Iroh before stopping short before one of the buildings and calling for his Master.
A man peered out from a window of the building he'd been exploring with a puzzled look.
"You what?" he called back, climbing down to greet the droid with a fond pat before he looked up offered Iroh a grin from where he was crouched.
"He thinks you're a Jedi," he explained with a chuckle, gesturing to Iroh's clothes, "He was very proud of himself for finding you. You're new right?" He pushed to his feet to offer a hand.
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He raced on along just ahead of Iroh before stopping short before one of the buildings and calling for his Master.
A man peered out from a window of the building he'd been exploring with a puzzled look.
"You what?" he called back, climbing down to greet the droid with a fond pat before he looked up offered Iroh a grin from where he was crouched.
"He thinks you're a Jedi," he explained with a chuckle, gesturing to Iroh's clothes, "He was very proud of himself for finding you. You're new right?" He pushed to his feet to offer a hand.
"I'm Poe. Poe Dameron. This here is BB-8."