The Child cocks his head to one side with a coo, ears twitching as he does so. But there's no recognition in his eyes, no sign that he has any idea who Ahsoka is.
He's about to take another sip from his bone broth, when the door swings open, revealing a Mandalorian warrior, helmeted and in full beskar armour on the other side.
"The kid's with me." Which is apparently all the introduction Ahsoka is getting. The visor looks down towards the Child. "Hey. I said not to wander off." The tone seems more exasperated than anything else. The Child merely finishes taking his second sip.
Under his cloak, Mando's hand rests on the holster of his pistol. The young woman doesn't seem hostile, more confused than anything else. Hard to blame her; but after everything that's happened, he's not going to let his guard down completely.
good son
He's about to take another sip from his bone broth, when the door swings open, revealing a Mandalorian warrior, helmeted and in full beskar armour on the other side.
"The kid's with me." Which is apparently all the introduction Ahsoka is getting. The visor looks down towards the Child. "Hey. I said not to wander off." The tone seems more exasperated than anything else. The Child merely finishes taking his second sip.
Under his cloak, Mando's hand rests on the holster of his pistol. The young woman doesn't seem hostile, more confused than anything else. Hard to blame her; but after everything that's happened, he's not going to let his guard down completely.