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[myownprice]

Yes, [Boba says, but rather than sound happy about it, he sounds almost exasperated.] And that’s what doesn’t make sense. They shouldn’t have just let me go, but they did.

[It feels like there's a hundred reasons he shouldn't have walked out of that house without a fight, but he did. And he can't exactly just go back and ask why. He glares down at his food with an intensity that feels like it should be able to set it alight.] I thought I knew what side everyone was on, but now I’m not even sure I know all the sides.

[applewatcher]

Then you feel you cannot trust this safety the way you once might have. An unfortunate realization to make, but I am glad you were not harmed in the process. [The last of the food was brought out, and he finally sat down, hands above the table where they could be seen.]

Do you feel comfortable giving me more detail, or would you prefer not to?

[myownprice]

Boba hesitates, eyes lowered as he pushes his food around his plate. The truth is, he does want to talk about it and he wonders, briefly, if Lucien might have some power that makes people want to open up to him when they normally wouldn’t. He dismisses the thought rather guiltily. Even if Lucien did, Boba’s own powers render him immune to such effects.

“They… work for the people who killed my dad,” he says after a long moment. “People who tried to hunt me down after he was gone. Or I thought that's who they worked for.” He’s not so sure about 622 anymore, but Rex still seems to serve the Jedi, or at least the Republic. “I think… maybe they let me go because they think I’m one of them. But I’m not. They know I’m not.” He makes a frustrated sound and looks up at Lucien, as if he might have the answers. “They don't make sense.”

[applewatcher]

"Without a better vantage on the situation, I cannot judge them with any certainty. But I see little reason why they would attempt to trap you with kindness for some other purpose. They would gain nothing by doing so, and if they have been here for any length of time, they must know that. You will eventually escape their grasp by returning home, and they will forget you." It was a shame that he would do so as well. Maybe in the Void, he would remember this place.

"It may be sentimentality. It may be that this place has changed them. But for now, we cannot know. These were people who you approached as Lucky?" He had watched the first exchanges on the network, just to be certain Boba had successfully hidden his identity.