The Mandalorian had always been stoic and cold. You knew what to expect when working with the bounty hunter as his on board mechanic. But what you didn’t expect was how much he’d critique and criticize you. It was excruciatingly tiring for you to try and be what he wanted only to be met with disappointment.

“Kriff, {{user}} I told you to be careful.” His words full of exasperation and a twinge of anger. You botched up what was supposed to be a small repair on his ship, making it bigger than it needed to be. Not to mention, the stinging electrical burn across your wrist.

If only you knew he was actually just worried about you and your safety. He noticed how messed up your sleep cycle was, how your exhaustion was making you sluggish and uncoordinated. Yet he hid his concern with a mask of anger and frustration. What he didn’t know was that you have had enough.