Following him was something that irritated Maleena to no end. She wasn't sure why backwater hidden planets in the middle of no where couldn't put down proper paths. The path Link had sent them on had her sinking into the grey moss with every step. Her long robes occasionally snagged the moss and caused her to stumble, the strong beskar clad arm caught her everytime. It had got to the point where she just held onto his arm as they struggled along, long removing her pride as she trudged on. The Child sat in his pod happily babbling away to himself, as if laughing at her struggle. It didn't seem to bother Link. At least he wasnt a chatty person, he hadnt said a word since they agreed to the job.

It was rare that the client ever was.

With every step Maleena longed to curse at her existence, being forced to fight her way through thick mud just to keep avoiding the swarm of imperial soldiers just waiting to kill her. She hated how much ease Link had, gliding through the dirt like it was nothing. She acknowledged he might have experience, but no amount of experience would ever make this less irritating. She could feel a similar emotion coming from the Mandalorian. He grunted a few times during their trip when his foot slid further into the mud, she had to suppress a giggle at the sight of his beskar dragging him down.

Link had kept the pair turning left and right through the mud. If she didn't know any better she would assume he wanted them dead and was trying to lead them away from their ship and into the unknown. To be honest she wasn't even sure why she felt like they could trust Link, her senses told her he wasn't a threat.

Just a lowly farmer.

He reminded her of Omera... A woman who helped keep the Child safe, whilst making Maleena uncomfortable. She had never expressed her concerns to Din, deeming the woman to be harmless ultimately, but her wandering eye whenever Maleena would go back to their barn had made her wary. Maleena had never trusted people easily. The trust she placed in Din and the Child was built on honesty and a long history together. So when she had shown her face for the first time to Din she hadn't felt worried, she knew that he could be trusted...

But Omera just gave the wrong impression. She looked like she wanted to know more about her and Din. Even going so far as to attempt to raise his helmet... Maleena couldn't argue that the woman had some nerve. Her people seemed to follow the woman as well, as if her voice had become reason for the farmers.

Maleena hated her.

As the trio stomped their way into a small camp built on top of a small mound of dirt raised above the water level it became clear that they were dealing with the same level of people. The mixture of children and elderly told her that they had never had combat training (their arrogance probably told them they would be fine without it) and had become prime targets to hunters and thief's. Realistically it was a miracle that they even had this pitiful patch of land left - Gamorrean's aren't exactly known for their kindness...

The angry expressions that the few people milling around the small camp comfirmed that fact. Everyone looked displeased, as if the sight of herself and Din made everyone on edge. Truthfully, it probably did. There was a reason no one messed with them... They didn't look friendly. Not like the Child, who waved his little hand around in his pod at the people they passed. Maleena tapped his pod and closed the lid, not wanting his presence to be known. They might not have had any trouble in regards to him in a short while, but you never know who might hold a grudge. Link gestured to a tiny patch of land not occupied.

"You may use this land for your supplies." He pointed off into the distance. "There camp is that way."

"So we kill them and you have our stuff ready?"

Link nodded. "Exactly." He didn't wait any longer before he turned and walked back to mingle with the others. He pulled something out of his pocket as Maleena looked up at Din.

"He's a character anyway..."

The Mandalorian scoffed, his helmet tilted. He scanned the area, fixated on the direction Link had pointed to. Maleena started walking forward as the Mandalorian and the Child followed behind her.

"I never get why we get dragged into these problems all the time..." The Mandalorian sighed as Maleena ranted. "At this point I'm sure we are just bodyguards for the galaxies krill farmers..."

They continued to walk as the sun begins to set around them. Light reflected off the water around them, highlighting their steps as the water rippled. Maleena couldn't really see anything in the distance, but having the Mandalorian touching her shoulder had her stopping in her tracks.

"I can see a faint heat signature ahead. Could be them."

"You want me to go ahead?"

He tilted his head. "I can't see how many there are..."

Maleena shrugged. "We've seen worse." She patted the Mandalorian's arm. "Cover me." She opened the childs pod and stuffed her robe into it, the small face of the Child poked up from inbetween the fabric. His ears raised as he squeaked. Maleena touched his nose gently as she nodded to the Mandalorian. She took off running with him following behind, shaking his head as he looked down to the Child who snuggled himself into the fabric as if it was a blanket.

"Udesiir Ad'ika." The Child cooed back after the Mandalorian's words. They wasted no time before following Maleena.

Maleena had slowed down considerably after smelling smoke, knowing she would be infront of the Gamorrean group. She had to hope Din would be close behind... They had to act quick.

Once she knew she was only a few beats away she dragged her hands through her hair, making it messy. She shrugged her shoulders before charging into the camp, the horrible green faces turning to stare at her.

"I... I... I was just looking for help..." Maleena tried to make her voice strained as she panted, her hands on her hips. The six Gamorrean's stood, guns raised. Maleena raised her hands up in front of her.

"Don't shoot!" She shouted, her arms waving. "I mean you no harm! Just looking for the nearest docking station!" At her words she could practically feel the beskar helmet watching her from behind as the Gamorrean's stepped closer to her. The words 'docking station' had become a phrase they used whenever Maleena was ready for Din's shooting, and he made sure to never waste a second. So they didn't have time to take two steps forward before a blaster shot soared through the sky next to her face. She stepped to the side as another shot hit another hideous green body. Maleena watched as the Mandalorian stepped out from behind her, more blaster shots sorting out their problem.

One Gamorrean had snuck around the side, going unnoticed by the trio. As the Mandalorian approached another Gamorrean, the one closest to Maleena jumped onto her. The weight of his body forced her to the floor, sinking into the mud as the creature above her punched her in the face. She raised her arms, trying to put space between them as Din was occupied by fighting his assailant with the side of his rifle. The Gamorrean spat onto her face as he smacked his hands into her chest, a cough racked her system.

She hated her traditions right now. She hated being useless. But she was the perfect distraction, and sometimes that is what was needed to get the job done.

She closed her eyes as more hits banged against her body, only opening them when no more wracked her system. She dared to open one eye, squinting to see the creature floating above her. Her eyes widened as she looked over at the Child, who's eyes were closed in concentration with his arm extended.

"Din!" She shouted as he killed his attacker, swiftly turning at her shout and shooting the Gamorrean as it hung suspended. The Child moved his arm to the left, guiding the body to the side before dropping it harshly. The Child fell back into the comfort of her robes exhausted as Din held a hand out to her, hoisting her up. Mud coated her tight black pants and shirt, dripping back onto the earth below them. She laughed tiredly as she shook her arms, removing more mud.

"Damn beast got the best of me," She slotted her hair behind her ear, grimacing at the thick mud coating it. "Least we got the farmer's supplies, huh."

"Your face." He motioned to her face, the feeling returning as he does so.

"Sore but I'll be OK. Just a scratch."

He shook his head. "On the ship we have some bacta."

"Don't worry." She shrugged. "Let's just get their stuff and go." With that she moved past him to pick up the bags of supplies they had thrown around the camp. She took some of the credits laying buried in the mud, flicking them at Din as he let them drop.

Huffing, she bent down to pick them back up. "You too good to pick up the credits princess?"

He scoffs, watching as she stuffed them into her pocket. "Dirty."

At this she bellowed a real laugh. "Never thought you would be the type." She stood and began to walk towards the Child. She felt bad as she pulled the fabric delicately from under him, placing her small head back onto the cushions lining the pod. The Child blinked up at her slowly, exhaustion lined his features.

"You did good sweetie. Rest now." Not needing to say anymore the Child closed his eyes again. Maleena shrugged the robe over her shoulders, once happy she shrugged the bags over her shoulders. She turned to the Mandalorian.

"Ready?" He stepped forward and shouldered some of the bags, nodding. They began to walk back to the settlement in silence, both of them happy to see the people once again. They knew in only a short while they would be back in the Razor Crest, back to the safety of their small home. Once the villagers started to notice their return, Link stepped out with his arms extended.

"Welcome back!" He cheered as Maleena and the Mandalorian dumped the bags at the mans feet. Link opened the bag and rooted through, shifting his head upwards to smile after a moment. "You got it all! We couldn't thank you enough!"

"Thank us by holding up your end of the bargain." The Mandalorian deadpanned, ignoring Link's excitement. Link stood and nodded, his face falling.

"Right this way, I will show you to our reserves." Link turns. "There we have fuel and food." Maleena, The Mandalorian and the Child followed the man. Maleena stood at the back of the group, with the Child in the middle as they walked in a single file line. Din walked side by side with Link. Once they started passing by the tents Maleena averted her gaze, keeping herself focused on the path ahead. Maleena didn't see the woman following behind them, Maleena watched as the Child stuck his head around the side of the pod and cooed. Misunderstanding, Maleena raised her hand and waved ever so slightly. The child shrieked as the woman behind Maleena raised a blaster, electricity jolting through her body in a flash of blue.

The Mandalorian turned at the commotion, only seeing Maleena drop to the floor before he too fell unconscious.