The cockpit of the Razor Crest was crowded with supplies, while Grogu was fast asleep downstairs. As Din sits down in the pilot seat, he doesn’t notice you’re seatless until you just stood there, looking to the crates.

He gestures for you to sit on his lap with a gloved hand, then calls your name when you don’t move. “C’mon,” his voice is rough as he motions his hand for you to take a seat on his lap. You chew on your lip for a second but decide to indulge him.