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Many days had come to pass since the incident with the mudhorn, time that had been spent repairing the Razor Crest with the parts they'd recovered from the Jawas. Now, with the ship ready to take flight once more, Eden leans against the inner wall of the aircraft, watching as Kuiil and Mando speak to one another. Though the two males may have known one another for only a short time, they appear like old friends. As the metal-clad man speaks upon both bounty hunter's behalf, his gaze briefly flickers toward her. "We can't thank you enough. Please, allow us to give you a portion of the reward."
"I cannot accept," Kuiil brushes off the generous offer with a wave of his hand, never having been one to believe in the notion that a simple kind action from one means that you should be in debt to another. "You are my guests and I am therefore in your service."
"I could use a crew member of your ability," His footfall light as he paces slowly in the open space of the cargo hold, Mando's eyes meet the gaze of Kuiil as he speaks. His steps come to a halt as he stands before the Ugnaught, who's aid had spared his life and brought success upon his mission. "And I can pay handsomely."
"I am honoured, but I have worked a lifetime to finally be free of servitude."
"I understand," Mando holds the gaze of the male as he nods, holding out a singular hand for him to shake. Without the hesitation one should possess when interacting with a bounty hunter, Kuiil accepts the respectful gesture. "Then all I can offer is my thanks."
"And I offer mine. Thank you for bringing peace to my valley," With that said, Kuiil meanders beyond the confines of the Mandalorian's ship, making his way to where his blurrg lingers. Mounting the creature, he turns back to the pair of bounty hunters, sending a wave in their direction. "And good luck with the Child. May it survive and bring you both a handsome reward."
Pushing aside the guilt that sparks at the mention of handing over the same child who had saved their lives, Eden's eyes lock with the eyes of Kuiil. A tiny, genuine smile tugs upon the outer corners of her lips she watches him, a few words slipping off her tongue. "Hey, Kuiil. Stay safe out there."
"The same to you," Kuiil returns the gesture, taking hold upon the reins of the blurrg. Nodding toward both her and Mando as one final sign of respect, the two doing the same in return, he utters his final words to them. "I have spoken."
With their farewells to the Ugnaught uttered, the pair of bounty hunters make their way to the ship's cockpit. Eden takes a seat within one of the passenger chairs, while Mando maneuvers the pod containing the still unconscious child into the other. He then sits within the pilot's seat, beginning to flip switches and press buttons to commence the process of taking off.
