So, About that Caf... - Closed to Din

[heypartner]

WHO: Cobb Vanth & Din Djarin
WHERE: Hanger and wandering through town
WHAT: Caf and a little conversation.
WHEN: A week after the end of the Superhero Event, early morning.
WARNINGS: Probably some bad language.



One morning before the sun came up Cobb got out of bed and made two cups of caf. Normally he only made one and drank it right away. Instead, he got ready for the day, grabbed the cups, and started walking.

It was nice. A little chilly in the morning, but nice and quiet. Almost peaceful except for all the ruins he had to pass through. Once the town was fixed up it would be real nice. He had made good progress on the houses too. People would have real places to stay and now just ships and rooms stacked on top of each other.

That was all the future.

This morning, he had a more focused goal. He reached the hangar and took a breath. He was too old for this nervous bullshit.

"Hey stranger," he called when he saw Din near his ship. Cobb held up the caf and approached slowly, a little worried Din might just turn and run. "Thought you might like to talk a walk with me. Have a little caf."

How Din might do that with the helmet on Cobb had really thought about until now but... well... the whole point was to walk and talk, not actually drink caf.

A lot had happened to them in that other reality. A lot of things that should've happened in their right minds first so Cobb wanted to talk about it. Hopefully, Din did as well.

Comments

[heypartner]

"Come back to Mos Pelgo sometime and you will." Cobb will make sure to introduce them. Issa-Or's been curious about the Mandalorian who saved them. She was a little annoyed Cobb gave up the armor, leaving him vulnerable but she couldn't complain about keeping a deal.

He gives Din a droll look. "Trust me, there are worse ways for a child to grow up." Grogu never had to worry about his parent getting sold away. He never had to wonder about his next meal or next drink of water. Never had to be afraid of the whip or electro staff. He has a sweet dad who clearly loves him and would lay down his life for him.

Cobb shakes his head to shake out the memories. That life was behind him now. He was a free man and on a whole other kriffing planet.

"Home's a little quieter now but we still get the occasional roving band of raiders and syndicate thugs." He figured Mos Pelgo would never be truly peaceful. Things were a lot better without the dragon and the peace with the Tuskens but there were always threats in Tatooine.

"Still think I could've outdrew ya. Would've ended up dead on the floor by the second shot but I would've drawn on you first." He says it with a grin and a wink.

[foundlingfather]

"If we ever manage to get home, I will." He says. It might well be after he finishes the mission, back home. But he'd go back to Tatooine, and Mos Pelgo. Seems like he always finds his way back to that dust ball of a planet. But there were also always plenty of reasons to leave there.

That actually makes him pause for a moment. "No, you're right." His tone sounds apologetic. Grogu was fortunate that he didn't wind up in worse circumstance. There's a moment of hesitation, before he squeezed Cobb's hand. "This place has given you both a good life." They all had a better life here. As questionable as Temba, and the people in charge, are. This place definitely had a lot of upsides to it. Compared to what normally happened back home.

"Really?" Even though Cobb can't see it, the statement gets a raised eyebrow, as the helmet tilts. "The last one to try and out draw me. Was dead on the ground, before he got a shot off." And that wasn't that long ago, either. The hunter guy on Corvus had tried, thought he was good, but far from it.

[heypartner]

Din had always kept his word and Cobb saw no reason to doubt it now. Might not be a long visit but he hoped it be a little while.

He had nothing to apologize for. Cobb had lived through it. None of that could be changed... except by Billy and his mind altering powers. "It's not bad. But we are held prisoner. Can't say I'm happy about that."

Freedom meant everything to him. If he could just come and go as he pleased it would be a good life. He might even call it great but instead he was trapped. So was everyone else.

"Really." Cobb continued to grin shamelessly. "I ain't sayin' you're a bad draw but I think I'm faster. We should have a little contest sometime. Little target practice."

Where Cobb, win or lose the contest, would absolutely have some fun flirting with Din over weapons. He had probably just suggested a Mandalorian courtship thing, right? With Din's people loving weapons the way they did.