[ Boba sees the way she stares at him and for a moment, he tenses, ready to react. He's learned the hard way that when people recognize his name, it almost always means bad news for him. Usually, they're bounty hunters, hired by either the Republic or the Confederacy to tie up loose ends. But the woman makes no move towards him. Instead, she turns her gaze to the silvery membrane stretching across the mouth of the cave, studying it. Boba supposes it wouldn't matter even if she were a bounty hunter on his tail—it's not like she'll be able to collect while she's stuck in here with him.
The shark that had brought her in swims in eager circles around her, dropping a dark, dense mass from its jaws. It's... another slice of uj cake? ]
I think so. Maybe they want to fatten us up. [ Boba's clawed fingers flex at his sides, ready to lunge at the shark if it makes any hostile movements towards either of them. He's never had claws before, but he's already decided that he quite likes them. It's nice, always having a weapon on-hand.
Boba's own shark, seeing its new friend not immediately try to eviscerate its compatriot, cautiously enters the cave as well. It approaches Boba slowly, like it's trying not to startle him. Boba backs away, claws at the ready. ]
I think... I think they're trying to get us to trust them, [ he says, eyes darting between the two sharks. From the way he's trying to keep his distance—it's not working. ]
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The shark that had brought her in swims in eager circles around her, dropping a dark, dense mass from its jaws. It's... another slice of uj cake? ]
I think so. Maybe they want to fatten us up. [ Boba's clawed fingers flex at his sides, ready to lunge at the shark if it makes any hostile movements towards either of them. He's never had claws before, but he's already decided that he quite likes them. It's nice, always having a weapon on-hand.
Boba's own shark, seeing its new friend not immediately try to eviscerate its compatriot, cautiously enters the cave as well. It approaches Boba slowly, like it's trying not to startle him. Boba backs away, claws at the ready. ]
I think... I think they're trying to get us to trust them, [ he says, eyes darting between the two sharks. From the way he's trying to keep his distance—it's not working. ]