Sabine would continue to paint her mandalorian helmet as she just thought about everything that has happened. Grogu, din, Hera, kanon….it was all so much and in such little time. Sometimes she wished they could go back to the early days of the ghost crew…but alas…many of them moved on…She then would turn seeing grogu enter as he tiled his head with her slightly grinning as she kneeled down to him. “You’re a pretty stubborn one huh kid….just like your father believe it or not…”