MHA #7 | Wednesday Evening

[flourish_or_perish]

This past weekend sure had been A Thing, hadn't it? And while nothing had happened to Faye, other than getting stuck with the cutest baby in this or any other galaxy (no, she would not be taking questions), she was a non-crappy enough person to know that that had all probably not been especially easy for Din. Or, rather, that Monday morning and the realization of how many people had seen his beautiful mustache had probably not been easy.

So, Wednesday night found her inviting people over to her apartment. On purpose. Look, stranger things had happened, surely, than Faye actually cleaning up and putting out drinks and snacks for company.

She'd even found some of those straws that Grogu liked, since, you know, this was more for his benefit and Stark's than for Din's. Call her crazy, but she didn't think this past weekend was gonna change much about certain be-helmeted individuals eating in front of other people.

[for an alien, an alien, and that guy who looks kinda like a shiny Boba Fett.]

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[thedadalorian]

You know what? That did make him feel a little better. "Have you turned into someone weird?"

[flourish_or_perish]

"I was a fairy once." Faye held her thumb and pointer finger a few inches apart. "This big, flying, and every time I tried to talk it sounded like tinkling bells."

It had been a bad weekend.

"Think it's kind of a rite of passage, around here."

[thedadalorian]

"That's... good to hear. In a ridiculous way," he replied, putting Grogu down to let him run free. "It would have been easier if they looked different from me. Confused the kid pretty bad."

[flourish_or_perish]

"Has he not...." Faye gestured at her own face, confused. "He knows what you look like under there, doesn't he?"

Faye had kind of figured Grogu was an exception to the the whole outsiders thing. Both because he couldn't really talk, anyway, and because...didn't babies need to see people's faces? Wasn't that a thing?

[thedadalorian]

"He's not supposed to stay with me," Din said, sounding a little sad about it. Okay, a lot sad.

[flourish_or_perish]

"...why not?" Faye frowned. "I know you're getting him back to his people, but what if they're trash?"

Most people were trash. Grogu's family probably was, too.

[thedadalorian]

"They can help him with his--" Yep, always gonna do the ridiculous hand thing to explain the space magic. "--talents. I was tasked by our armorer with this before..."

Before he lost contact with everyone else he knew.

[flourish_or_perish]

"But there are others here, aren't there?" Rey sure seemed like she had some very similar shit going on, anyway. "What's your armorer got to do with it? Are they green, too?"

[thedadalorian]

"Neither if them are from the right time and don't really want to take him." Maybe because they could see how hopelessly attached he was. "The armorer is sort of the leader of my conclave."

By virtue of bring the biggest badass.