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The sun was setting another day on Tatooine, and it has seemed Celeste and Din were finding themselves spending another night spent with the Tusken. She didn't mind though, especially since they showed great hospitality. Although, she knew the Marshall was not so thrilled about the idea. He was definitely tense since they arrived at their camp, and kept to himself—which was probably for the better.
She was currently sitting in between two Tusken's watching Din communicate and translate from across the fire. It was growing cold out, so she was thankful for the fire as well as the sand dog cuddled up beside her, giving her some extra warmth.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" She overhear the Marshall whisper, eyeing the black melons in his hands in hesitation. "You drink it." Din informs him, while trying to respectfully keep listening to one of the Tuskens.
"It stinks."
"Do you want their help?"
"Not if I have to drink this." The Marshall rudely comments, which one of the raiders took wind of. Because the Tusken lets out a frustrated grunt before speaking directly towards the man.
"He says your people steal their water and now you insult them by not drinking it. They know about Most Pelgo. They know how many Sand People you killed." Din translates, causing the Marshall to only get defensive.
"They raided our village. I defended the town." He snaps angrily, causing Celeste to grow tense as the Tusken gets louder.
"Lower your voice." Din warns the man, but obviously went unnoticed as he continued his actions. "I knew this was a bad idea." Marshall snapped only causing the Tusken to stand up in irritation.
"You're agitating them." Celeste snaps at the Marshall. "These monsters can't be reasoned with. Sit back down before I put a hold through ya!" He hollers loudly, standing up himself to look the Tusken in the eyes.
"I'm not gonna say it—" The Marshall begins to shout only to be interrupted by the fire coming from Dins flame thrower. Almost immediately the two stop arguing, before turning to eye the mandalorian.
Din wastes no time, speaking to to Tusken in his native language. "What are you telling them?" The Marshall asked.
"The same thing I'm telling you. If we fight amongst ourselves the monster will kill us all." Din sternly comments, causing the two men to sit back down.
