•two journeys• din djarin

XI

We rode back to Mos Eisley together, my father on my speeder and my mother on his. My dad has his arms wrapped loosely around my waist, he was used to high-speed travel like this; my mother on the other hand was holding on to Din for dear life, her cloak flapping violently behind them and her eyes squeezed shut. I smiled and shook my head at her; I missed them so much. Since we have left in the morning, we were able to get all of the traveling done in one 8 hour stretch of traveling. The outline of Mos Eisley pulled over the horizon just as our speeders were on the verge of running out of fuel. We puttered into town, stopping at the warehouse we had rented the speeders from. Din discussed with the man as my parents and I searched for a place to eat and rest before taking off. We found a decently empty restraint and I had the two of them get a seat while I went to find Din.

"We found a small tavern to eat at before we leave," I said once I found him on the path to town. He nodded his head and slowed his pace to match mine. For some reason, I got the feeling that he was upset about something. The alley was empty and so was the street ahead of us; I imagine everyone is at home having dinner with their families. Din stopped for a second and looked behind us and in front of us. I gave him a confused look at his actions and did the same. He slid his helmet off and pushed me against the brick wall behind me, his lips connecting to mine and his hands grabbing my waist. I kissed back without hesitation, but just as soon as the moment started, it ended. I opened my eyes to his helmet back on and him walking away. I stood leaning against the wall trying to catch my breath for a second before jogging to catch up to him. "What was th-," I began.

"I don't know. I'm sorry I should have asked," he replied.

"In most cases, it would be inappropriate not to," I started, "but you can do that to me any time, no questions asked," I finished quietly. I could see him shudder beside me; he heard that. We continued to walk together quietly until we were just outside the tavern. Inside, my parents were laughing and eating bread from a basket in the center of the table. We sat down with them and they both looked over at us.

"Well, dear, are you going to introduce us to this gentleman?" my mother asked. I laughed at her use of gentleman and looked over at Din who was doing the same.

"This is Mando," Is started, "if you couldn't tell, he's a Mandalorian. We met a little over a month ago due to some fortunate circumstances. He promised to help me find you guys."

"And that he did," my father stated. "We owe you, son." A lady came over and took our orders before we continued to talk about our adventures, and they told us about their imprisonment. By the time we finished, it was close to dark. I stood from my chair and walked towards the counter where the lady stood.

"Is there any way we could buy some water canteens from you?" I asked.

"I can fill an empty jug for you," the lady responded.

"That would be perfect thank you." I turned around as she went into the back to get the water. At the table, my mom and dad seemed to be talking to Din about something funny as they laughed together. His helmet turned up to face me and he excused himself from his spot.

"What are you doing?" he asked me.

"Buying water to refill the canisters on the ship," I replied. Just then the small woman came through the curtain, heaving a large jug behind her.

"Here I can take it," Din offered. As he walked back to the table, I handed the coin to the lady to pay for our meals and water and also leave a gracious enough tip. My parents walked ahead of us towards the ship at the end of the street. Din and I walked side by side in silence as they chatted ahead of us. The stars were shining bright above us and lit the ground with a white glow.