Day 4 – 6 June 2017
"How did you know?" I asked, not sure I wanted the answer. I thought I had been careful. I thought she hadn't noticed. Hadn't seen me gazing at the holos. Hadn't seen my errant flipping through the navicomputer's myriad lists of systems. Planets. Stars.
But, somehow…
I sat, staring out at the ball of water that hung before me and pondered what it meant.
"How did you know?" I asked again. This time, though, I knew I wasn't going to get an answer. Whether I wanted it or not.
I'd gotten good at hiding. Job requirement, I suppose. Kept up the reputation of me being a hard, cold, soulless bounty hunter. Best in the galaxy. It paid the bills. Definitely better than when I'd first started out, that's for sure.
It was the helmet – I knew. People fear what they can't see. And the irony is, most folks would probably freak if they saw my true face. The carbon copy it is…
So, I never take it off. It is Boba Fett now. The face behind it… Well… I'd like to think that Boba never left Geonosis…
But she knew. Of course she did. She was the only one that ever sees me. Really sees me. Occasionally, without the mask even.
And that's because she's home. That water-logged dump out there – not any more. It took this one last visit to see that.
Kamino can dry up and whisk away. My father is here, on this ship. And she's all I need.