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WARNING: major rebels spoiler and ofc mandalorian spoilers
"Right, it's always nothing isn't it."
I see his shoulders stiff as the air gets tenser. I know he can feel the frustration coming off of me. I sit here hoping that he says something, anything to make the tension go away. I want him to tell me what he's thinking, what he's feeling. I love him and I just want to know if he's okay.
But of course, that's not Din. He doesn't talk. He doesn't tell me anything. Stars, sometimes this relationship feels entirely one-sided.
I feel the crest take off and soon we get into space. With the ship falling apart he doesn't want to go into hyperspace sooner than we have to or even at all.
The kid falls asleep in my lap as I stare at the stars trying to ignore the tension and - for some reason- the tears that are started to form in my eyes.
I don't think the tears are from being sad. No, I'm not sad. The tears are from frustration. Is it too much to ask for him to talk to me? I know he's not used to sharing his feelings so I shouldn't push him too much.
The sound of him turning around in his chair snaps me out of my thoughts. However, I don't make eye contact.
"Cyar'ika." I don't look up like he wants me to. It's mostly because I don't want to explain the tears threatening to leave my eyes.
"What?" The question comes out broken and barely a whisper.
"Please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad Din." I turn my head to look at him, "Honestly."
"I don't know how to feel."
"I know."
I carefully lift the kid off my lap as I stand up. I sit him back in the chair making sure he's still fast asleep. Once I'm sure he's good I take a seat in Din's lap snuggling myself into him. My head stays under his chin as he pulls me closer to him. I fall asleep listening to his steady heartbeat.
-
"You want me to fit inside there?" I say referring to the very tiny compartment where wires are that we need to get to, to fix the ship.
"Well, I can't fit."
"Din I can't even put my head through there." The kid's coo draws our attention toward him. He sits in his pod playing with the stuffed Wookie I got him a few months ago. "You don't think he could?"
"There's only one way to find out."
-
"No, don't put the blue one back. Put the red one where the blue one was. And put the blue one where the red one was." The kid just continues to look at the wires in his hand.
Din is kneeling next to me as we both try and direct him, "But be careful," Din warns him, "They're oppositely charged, so keep them away from each other. Make sure you hold them apart from-" And of course he puts the wires together causing sparks to fly and smoke to fill the compartment.
