He dutifully picks his son back up, holding him close as they had back to the ship. They might be able to stay here a few days before anyone catches up to them, so he’s going to be making the most of the time. Darkness has started to fall and it’s very dim by the time they get back to the ship. He heads on board as a chill runs through him, even with the extra layers of warmth.

Once they’re on board, he sets the child down in the living quarters of the ship. He sets up a holo-program for him to watch, something about the Clone Wars. Is it the most family-friendly thing for him to watch? No. But Mando is still getting used to caring for a child.

Once he’s sure the little alien is thoroughly engrossed, he goes off to what serves as his bedroom, and opens up the container of soup that he’d brought back. After removing his helmet, he swigs it down gratefully, letting the warmth get absorbed into his body. He’s thinking ahead to what their next move will be.