[Boba hadn’t really thought of the problem of leaving people behind. He simply doesn’t have many people from his own universe to miss. He supposes Ygabba and Gabborah count, but even their absence doesn’t bother him too much. It must be different for Lucien, a man who had left behind a family, whether of blood or, well… other people’s blood.
Lucien’s question makes him hesitate halfway through reaching for another container, this one holding something that looks like chopped up bread.]
...A little bit, [he admits after a moment.] A few people figured it out and… they didn’t react like I thought they would.
[It isn’t even a question of allegiances, confusing as those may be now. He had lied to them for months. Why had they still wanted to protect him?]
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Lucien’s question makes him hesitate halfway through reaching for another container, this one holding something that looks like chopped up bread.]
...A little bit, [he admits after a moment.] A few people figured it out and… they didn’t react like I thought they would.
[It isn’t even a question of allegiances, confusing as those may be now. He had lied to them for months. Why had they still wanted to protect him?]
I don’t know why.