[ the lowering was appreciated at its best when falco's hazel eyes widen, stare— then melt. it's . . . it's baby his heart. a very odd baby that he doesn't think is human from the looks of it, but being looked at like that with those big round eyes-! it has this unknown charm that doesn't make him scary, and if the man confirms his health, what's falco to say of his appearance? he curls and uncurls his finger at the air around it, pulling back when feeling uncertain if he should touch, but out with his shy smile comes a: ]
Hi . . . [ says bean to smaller bean. with rejuvenated energy and newfound purpose, falco takes a step back with something new: a bright look that suits him. ] Don't worry about carrying the jars Mister Mandalorian, I'll get you a bag!
[ one! that he!! can carry for him!!! and promptly, falco turns heel to the front of the store and jogs back with a shopping bag, opening it from its handles to catch the jar the mandalorian holds. ]
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Hi . . . [ says bean to smaller bean. with rejuvenated energy and newfound purpose, falco takes a step back with something new: a bright look that suits him. ] Don't worry about carrying the jars Mister Mandalorian, I'll get you a bag!
[ one! that he!! can carry for him!!! and promptly, falco turns heel to the front of the store and jogs back with a shopping bag, opening it from its handles to catch the jar the mandalorian holds. ]
What's his name?