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warnings : mentions of torture (cuts and burns). blood. loss of limb. language

REMINDER THAT MANDO AND Y/N HAVE A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP AND WILL ALWAYS HAVE A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP

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nobody's pov

Greef karga is seen at a table in the bar he met y/n and mando at, talking to a huttese bounty hunter, who he's denying service to.

"Look, I told you. I'm not interested in your excuses! You had your shot, dust breather, but you failed." He says, the alien speaking a foreign language over him.

"No pucks for you. Now get outta here." He says while pointing to the door. The alien leaves as the newly armored mandalorian comes in. "Ah! Mando!" Greef exclaims as the mandalorian sits down across him.

"They all hate you, Mando." Greef starts. "Because you're a legend!" He chuckles a bit.

"How many of them had tracking fobs?" Mando cuts to business.

"All of them. All of them! But not one of them closed the deal. Only you, Mando." he says to the mandalorian. "Only you. And with it, the richest reward this parsec has ever seen."

The two go silent for a moment before Greef goes on praising mando. "They're all weighing the Beskar in their minds, but not me. No. I, for one, celebrate your success. Because it is my success as well. Hell! Even I am rich. Now, how can I show my gratitude to my most valuable partner?"

"I want my next job." Mando says monotonically, successfully dampening greefs good mood a bit.

"Next job? Take some time off. Enjoy yourself. I'll take you to the Twi'lek healing baths."

"I want my next job."

Greef gives up quickly on trying to reason with him. "Sure. Fine. You hunters like to keep busy, right?" He finishes his sentence by bringing out bounty pucks, "Well, these are all far away." He half-warns.

"The further, the better."

"Well, take your pick. You've earned it." Mando picks up a fob. "Ah. That's the best one of the lot. A nobleman's son skipped bail. Looks like you're headed to the ocean dunes of Karnak." Greef states, while mando snatches the fob and gets up, ready to leave.

"Any idea what they're gonna do with them?" He asks, standing up with his back turned to the still sitting man.

"With who? The kids?" Greef asks to confirm. "The kids." Mando confirms that yes, they were talking about the same subject.

"I didn't ask. It's against the Guild Code." Greef tells the metal covered man. "They work for the Empire. What are they doing here?" Mando asks Greef in a snappy tone.

"The Empire is gone, Mando. All that are left are mercenaries and warlords. But if it bothers you, just go back to the Core and report them to the New Republic."

"That's a joke."

"Mando, enjoy your rewards. Buy a camtono of spice. By the time you come out of hyperdrive, you will have forgotten all about it." Was the last thing Greef said before the mandalorian left the bar, to his ship.

Mando pov

I head back to the razor crest, with my new job. I'm really trying to forget about those kids. Even if the girl isn't completely innocent she doesn't deserve whatever is happening to her, the green baby either.

I sit down in my pilot's chair, and take off, but a little before I leave the planet, two shiny objects reflect into my helmet.

It was the little ball the baby was playing with. And the screwdriver I helped y/n with her arm with.