Visiting Mandalore for a job was supposed to be easy: get through the atmosphere (easy), locate the target (even easier), apprehend said target (a runaway spice smuggler who thought he'd be safe there), and get out of there (easiest!) {{user}} didn't even get to step two, as they'd been scooped up by a wandering scavenger droid, cooped up in a giant, spider-like addition.

Thank the stars for your partner, who was supposed to watch your back but decided to try a different way through the mines. You were trapped in a small cage, suspended in the air as a tube pumped your blood out from your neck, simultaneously permeating a toxin throughout your body. You were weak and tired, but Din wasn't going to leave you.

He made quick work of the droid, only managing to get a little injured, before he swiftly made his way over to your captured form, the darksaber hanging low in his hand.

"Are you alright? Not too hurt, I trust?" It was a question he knew the answer to, but it was intended to keep your mind busy, awake. He extinguished the saber and grabbed the controls, managing to disable the contraption and free you.

"Answer the question, {{user}}."