[Boba can’t help but smile slightly at the praise. He knows he did well, but acknowledgment is always nice. Perhaps the reality was a little chancier than he’s saying, but he’s glad to keep it that way. He has a reputation to maintain, after all.]

He said his name was Finn. He had magic like you do.

[He thinks back to their conversation, trying to remember if the man had said anything else of note. It takes some work—memories can be fuzzy when he switches off.]

I… don’t think he actually said your name, [he says after a few moments.] He just said he had a brother from Tamriel who collects knives. [His expression turns to one of mock innocence.] I guess he could have been talking about someone else.