The quarry was on Dantooine.
Honestly, Imogen didn't blame him for choosing to hide from his pursuers here. From a strategic standpoint, it wasn't the best, the flat grasslands not great for hiding or running from someone, but scenically, it was a beautiful planet.
"Do you think he can swim?" she asked Din as he was gearing up to capture their latest quarry. His helmet snapped over to stare at her.
"I don't know..." nervous hesitation was in his voice. "Are you planning on finding out?"
"Yeah, figured I'd throw him into the nearest lake and see if he floats," Imogen joked with a large grin, tickling at Ruu'Eva's face as he let out a loud giggling squeal. "How'd you like that, Ruu'Eva?" she asked, and the baby blinked his huge eyes at her, the cutest little smile on his face.
"Please don't," Din sighed, though Imogen could hear the fond exasperation in his tone even through the modulator of his helmet.
"I won't, dear," she reassured him, walking up to him and thunking her head on his chest, as she had taken to doing instead of touching foreheads, he was so much taller than her. "But I am gonna go for a swim, and he's joining me," Din nodded, arms raising to pull her tight to his chest before he put on his cuirass.
"Be safe," he said, and Imogen giggled, shaking her head.
"I should be saying that to you, bounty hunter," she countered, and though Imogen couldn't see it, she was sure he was rolling his eyes at her as he sighed.
Soon enough they were pulling away and Imogen was walking down the ramp of the Crest with one of the scratchy shower towels draped over her shoulder and Ruu'Eva walking beside her. He was adamant about walking, not wanting to be carried, so Imogen knew that it would be a while before they reached the river that was only a five minute walk away for her.
Din watched his riduur and ad'ika leave, fastening his cuirass over his chest before stepping off the Razor Crest as well. He could still see the very top of Imogen's head, her brown hair down and flying in the wind, and he smiled beneath his helmet at the sight before turning in the opposite direction, heading towards a small encampment his quarry was hiding out in.
It was a relatively easy quarry, the poor mythrol not even attempting to fight the armored hunter. Din found himself not even needing to pull his blaster the whole time, slapping the binders on the mythrol man's wrists and tugging him back to the Crest. Unlike the last mythrol bounty Din had encountered, this one was silent, not attempting to bribe his way out or make awkward small talk as he was brought in, instead he had a blank look on his face as he stumbled after the Mandalorian. He was thankful for this, while he enjoyed talking to Imogen and a select few others, quarries who attempted to speak with him grated on his nerves like nothing else. Small talk was bad enough, but with a quarry who he would be freezing in carbonite in the near future and handing in for credits? Terrible and tactless on the part of the bounty.
The mythrol was shoved in the carbon freezer without much ceremony, and Din turned and began to walk in the direction Imogen and Ruu'Eva had gone off in. They had spent a day on Dantooine prior to him apprehending the bounty, and Din had been with Imogen when they found a nice little pond. It was pretty, and Din was sure that this was where Imogen had taken Ruu'Eva to swim.
His hypothesis proved correct as he approached the pond and heard the giggles of both his ad'ika and riduur accompanied by small splashes.
"Very good!" Imogen was saying to Ruu'Eva, and as the pair came into view Din was shocked to see Imogen directly in front of Ruu'Eva in the center of the small pond, not supporting him at all. The small green child was treading water like a champ and Din was impressed at his foundling's aquatic ability. Maybe his species were adept swimmers?
Ruu'Eva was soon doggy paddling away from Imogen, not that he was able to put much distance between them, the woman easily following him. Ruu'Eva was squealing loudly, heading towards his buir, and Imogen looked up and saw the glint of beskar, knowing where he was headed.
"Look who's back!" she gasped, swooping Ruu'Eva into her arms and swimming the rest of the way back, stepping out of the water and quickly crossing to Din. It was only then that Din noticed the clothing laid on the rocks nearby, and he was startled to see Imogen in only a chest wrapping and her panties, while Ruu'Eva was completely bare. "Went well?" she asked as she walked up to him, and Din found himself at a loss for words watching as her breasts swayed as she walked, and the slight jiggle of her thighs. "Din?" Imogen called, directly in front of him now, and biting her lip nervously at his silence. "Are you alright?"
"I'm good, cyar'ika," Din was quick to assure her, grasping her shoulders and pulling her almost bare, dripping torso to his cuirass. She squeaked.
"Cold!" she gasped, pulling away and handing Ruu'Eva to him. She went to go grab her shirt, but Din's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. She stopped, gazing at him curiously and tilting her head, and Din said nothing, simply sitting on the ground and beginning to unfasten his armor, laying it beside him piece by piece until he was only in his helmet and the dark leather pants and black shirt he wore under the armor.
Wordlessly he tugged Imogen to sit on his lap, Ruu'Eva being placed in hers, and Din's arms circled possessively around Imogen's waist.
"Gar mesh'la, cyare," he murmured, and Imogen squirmed slightly in his lap, shifting so her head laid back against his shoulder. The couple sighed as their bodies relaxed against one another, and Imogen's head tilted to plant a kiss on the sliver of his neck that was just visible between his collar and helmet.
"I love you," Imogen breathed out, eyes drooping as she basked in the warmth of the midday sun and her mate's body.
"I love you too," Din responded, arms tightening briefly around her waist.
"Do you think we could relax here for a bit?" Imogen asked, eyes opening into slits to gaze at her riduur.
"What're we doing right now?" Din countered, and Imogen snorted, tapping his thigh in a half hearted reprimand.
"No, I mean for a couple days, on Dantooine," she elaborated, and Din tensed in thought. He had been on edge about staying in one place for any period of time since they had found out on Canto Bight that Imogen had a price on her head as well, even if it was just her species. "Please?" she breathed, picking up Ruu'Eva and twisting in Din's lap to face him, both mother and odd foundling son giving him a pitiful case of puppy eyes.
"I suppose," he heaved out a big sigh, and Imogen grinned, kissing all over his helmet in elation.
"Thank you!" she squealed, and his hands squeezed at her hips.
"Only a couple of days though," Imogen nodded.
"Of course!" she placed another kiss on his helmet where his lips would be before nuzzling into his neck.
Mando'a Translations
Riduur - Spouse
Adi'ika - Child, little one
Buir - Parent
Cyar'ika - Beloved; Darling
Gar Mesh'la - You're beautiful
Cyare - Beloved
