Local Jedi general escaping from battalion medic collapses in arms of marshal commander, third time that week. Entire GAR frustrated at Jedi’s lack of self-preservation
Din’s fresh off a pretty rough bounty, and has come back to Tattooine for some sweet, sweet, Boba time. King Boba is going to make sure his baby is patched up well, but he can’t deny Din looks pretty smokin’ covered in someone else’s blood.