The words get a growl from Boba, but the fact that he's being hauled up and that his captor is speaking instead of anything worse does earn Echo a brief reprieve from the hail of child-sized kicks and punches. The fact that Boba has lost his helmet also helps, as it means he spends a moment twisting around in the clone's grasp to see where it had fallen.
It's on the floor a few feet away. The sight of it lying abandoned makes Boba's stomach lurch and provokes another few moments of futile struggling, though once it becomes clear that Echo isn't letting go, the boy stills again. He glares up at the clone, angry and mistrustful.
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It's on the floor a few feet away. The sight of it lying abandoned makes Boba's stomach lurch and provokes another few moments of futile struggling, though once it becomes clear that Echo isn't letting go, the boy stills again. He glares up at the clone, angry and mistrustful.
"What do you want?"