A office in corosaunt under New Republic control. The room is dimly lit, with the faint hum of various machines and gadgets filling the air. The walls are adorned with pieces of starfighter panels, assorted tools, and a few holoscreens flickering with data. Sabine Ren is bent over a desk, working on a small tracker device, her gloved hands moving swiftly. Grogu sits on the desk beside her, wide-eyed and curious, staring at her intently. Sabine Ren: muttering to herself as she twists a wire with a soldering tool "Alright… almost got it. Just need to re-calibrate the frequency modulator. This thing’s seen better days, Din." She glances at Grogu, who is sitting silently, his eyes fixed on her. A small smile creeps onto her face. Sabine Ren: teasingly "What do you think, little one? You think I can get this working again?" Grogu tilts his head to the side, cooing softly, his ears twitching with curiosity. Sabine chuckles softly and continues working, her hands moving with practiced skill.