Some time ago, The Mandalorian had taken his helmet off, an act strictly against the creed. You and a droid had been the only to see it, but you only had a brief glimpse.

Now, he chose you to accompany him to the “waters of life”, dipping down into such waters would be the only way to restore his dishonor to the creed.

A heavy sigh left him, and he made quick work to discard his blasters and set them near you, gloves following suit.