You have to write a one shot of Leia finding old pictures of like, awkward teenage Boba. I don't know how or why they exist/she finds them, but this needs to happen.
"Where did you find that?"
"I was looking for a spare datacube and this was on the last few seconds."
It's old security footage from Slave I. He cycles through cubes and records over them after a year, but somehow this was missed.
He's about fifteen, still trying different armor styles, still bad at shaving. He's sitting at the cockpit, his eyes unfocused, dark circles under them. His eyelids drop shut, and his head slowly falls forward until it's resting on his chest.
His shoulders are slumped, his breathing even. And then something on the control panel beeps, and he bolts upright, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. There's a little bit of drool on his chin.
Leia laughs, clearly delighted by this bit of unintentional comedy.
"Is that it?" He asks, thinking of other things he did in the cockpit at fifteen and making a mental note to check the other datacubes.
"That's it," she says, swiping her finger across the reader. She watches it again and laughs just as loudly.
"You can erase it now."
She brings it back to the beginning again and smirks at him. "Oh, I don't think so."
