Jango Fett was about to leave the corpse filled slaver ship to inform his employer of their demise, but the sound of a child's cries stopped him in his tracks. He lowered his scanner and began to search the ruined ship for the distressed child. He came upon the holding cells, which were empty save for one in the back. The last cell contained the form of a small girl, perhaps a year younger than his little Boba, pressed into the corner; her eyes shut tightly, cheeks stained with tears. Jango lifted his helmet's antenna and walked up to her cell and opened the door. He crouched a little away from the child as not to scare her.
"Hey, everything is going to be alright, the bad people are gone, they can't hurt you anymore." He whispered.
Mina lifted her head and looked at the man before her, somehow she knew that she was safe now, she sensed no ill will from the form in front of her. Mina looked into the T-shaped visor, and then at the remainder of the armor clad man. She managed a sniff. "I like your armor…"
It was barely a whisper, but Jango heard it and smiled, impressed that the girl didn't fear him. "Thank you little one. I am Jango Fett, I won't hurt you. What is your name?"
"M-Mina…." Mina let herself relax some more, she liked this Jango.
Jango smiled again. "That's a pretty name my dear, I need to get you out of here. This place isn't safe."
Mina nodded and walked over to Jango, who scooped her up and cradled her against his chest. She buried her face in his shoulder and sighed contently before falling into the first peaceful sleep she got in a month. She was just glad to be safe once more.
Jango carried her aboard Slave I and set her in the copilots chair, fished a blanket out of his supplies and wrapped it around her before securing her in the seat. He got into his own and took off, heading back home towards Kamino and smiled. Boba would love her.
