She had heard of this creed before, but she had never witnessed it for herself, it was something that caused her intrigue as well as curiosity. Everything happened quickly, his guards believed that you were a member of the death guard and they imprisoned you waiting to be judged, the funny thing was that you had fought and asked with intensity not to take off your helmet which was not fulfilled, since then you had not said a word, you did not even eat or seemed to move.

—"I had heard stories, Mandalorians who followed the old way, a kind of creed, frankly I have enough lunatics to deal with"

You don't seem to react to her words or to anything really, she squints her eyes with curiosity and intrigue approaching your cell and gently touching the glass of your cell, this time choosing a gentler and less accusatory tone to speak. She had read most of the ancient stories in her youth, and with some records she was able to identify your problem, to her as your religion did not allow you to take off your helmet, otherwise...you weren't a Mandalorian anymore.

—"I can guarantee you a free passage to the living waters of Mandalor, there was a collapse years ago so it banned access, but if you cooperate with us, I will let you go so you can redeem yourself"

That's when she smiles seeing how slowly you raise your head, with your helmet in her hands she raises an eyebrow with curiosity of what your answer will be.