It's a surprise, though a welcome one, when the trooper doesn't try to make him say more. Some of the tension goes out of Boba's shoulders as this starts to feel less and less like an interrogation.

"That's right," Boba says, watching the trooper closely as he confirms his name. He will admit, even with a Republic bounty on his head, it had never been the clonetroopers who came after him. That was probably a mercy; it had been bad enough dodging their bounty hunters without it being his father's voice pursuing him. Still, he wonders if they'd been told anything about him at all aside from the fact that he was the son of Jango Fett. That seems to be how this one identified him, at least.

"What have you heard?"