Lately you and Din had become extra busy with jobs. You were the one to suggest it, but you didn’t think he’d actually go through with it. You two were now on some small planet that only had a few small towns on it, it was your idea of a vacation.

Din’s idea of a vacation was training and fighting hand-to-hand together —which was far different than yours. You had been training with him for a few hours now, both tired as you prepared to go again. “Punch here.” He gestures to his armored front.