Weird name for a planet, Boba thinks. That's like calling Kamino 'Water' or Tatooine 'Sand.' Still, he doesn't criticize as he follows the man into the diner.
He feels a shiver go through him as he steps inside. Not so long ago, he'd been in similar circumstances; someone on Coruscant had lured him into their bar with promises of food and drink—and then they'd tried to collect a Republic bounty on his head. Beneath his helmet, Boba casts a sidelong glance as his current benefactor. At least if they're all stuck here, Boba can be reasonably sure he doesn't have anyone to collect a bounty from. Still, when he looks around the place, it's with an eye for exit routes—and potentially improvised weapons.
"You haven't told me your name yet," he points out quietly to the stranger at his side.
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He feels a shiver go through him as he steps inside. Not so long ago, he'd been in similar circumstances; someone on Coruscant had lured him into their bar with promises of food and drink—and then they'd tried to collect a Republic bounty on his head. Beneath his helmet, Boba casts a sidelong glance as his current benefactor. At least if they're all stuck here, Boba can be reasonably sure he doesn't have anyone to collect a bounty from. Still, when he looks around the place, it's with an eye for exit routes—and potentially improvised weapons.
"You haven't told me your name yet," he points out quietly to the stranger at his side.