CHAPTER 38.| SUN GUIDING If you asked me to stay. . .
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"—Din!" The scream echoed out killing the stormtroopers around her.
Sprinting towards him and picking him from up the ground, she didn't care that he was bigger than her, getting him to safety was her first priority.
Arsyn stumbled and set him down. He groaned shifting uncomfortably. She stared down at him trying to comfort him as best as she could "Hey, you're going to be alright."
"I'm not gonna make it. You have to go."He groaned. "Stop talking like that."
"Arsyn—"
"No. I won't leave you." She firmly stated. Arsyn paused feeling something soak her hand —She pulled back seeing red, her face fell at the sight. Din noticed the horrified look "Leave me."
It didn't take long for the trance to break "I'm gonna need to take this thing off." As she reached for his helmet he caught her wrist, his own hands trembling.
"No. . .You leave me." This wasn't happening, This isn't happening.
"You can be healed. It doesn't have to end like this." She whispered. "You can't stay behind." She added but was ignored.
"You make sure the child is safe. You protect him, it's your job. As a mother." Din reached for the pendant that was hidden within his clothing "When you get to the Mandalorian covert, you show them that —You tell them it's from Din Djarin... .You tell them the foundling was in our protection, and they'll help you."
She stared at the necklace. The despair look written on her face was enough to know that she didn't like his suggestion. She couldn't go through with this.
Din grabbed her hands gently "I'm not gonna make it and you know it. You protect the child—I can hold them back long enough for you to escape." He sighs "Let me have a warrior's death."
"No. . . No, You are not going to do this to me. Do you hear me? Everyone in my life has already done this to me." The grip of her hand tightened. "Din. . ."
"You have too." He held onto her cheek "Nova, go."
"I don't want to go. Not without you." She pressured, and shook her head "I can't." She whispered, her eyes losing sight from the tears that tumbled down. The vision showed her dying, and now the person she loves was slowly fading. "You said you'd come back for us, choose us. . . Please, please"
