[ as the mandalorian turns away at the slightest, falco takes the chance to swiftly and gently bend his knees to swipe the downed bear plush and stuff it into his pocket like no one would see the fuzzy bulge poking out of it. patting the dirt at the shins of his pants, he raises himself to follow along once the gun is down. ]

Oh— [ the biggest problem of all. ] There was something really important happening back home, and, I really need to get back, but . . . [ gesture ] I woke up here alone. I thought I’d find the people I was with, with that code.

[ he didn’t, even if he’s greatful for the more benevolent company he’s met. ]

Sorry if I bothered you, Mister Mandalorian. Um— were you looking for someone too?