fic: how it feels when we fall, when we fold (the mandalorian)

Title: how it feels when we fall, when we fold (AO3)

Fandom: The Mandalorian

Words: 11k

Characters: Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth, Jo, Fennec Shand

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Religious Guilt, Grief/Mourning, Healing, Din Djarin Needs a Hug, Hopeful Ending

Summary:  “Well… shit, Mando,” Cobb breathed, resetting the safety on his blaster and holstering it. “This isn’t exactly what I meant when I said I hoped our paths crossed again.”

Din gave a humorless chuckle and let his head fall back against the wall. “This isn’t how I saw it going either.”

Cobb takes in a grieving Mandalorian, who isn't quite ready to accept he's grieving yet.



how it feels when we fall, when we fold

Cobb Vanth still wasn’t quite sure how this Mandalorian made it to Mos Pelgo.

No ship, no speeder.  No bantha, not even a saddle on one of those Tusken massifs.  And the man didn’t look particularly beaten down by sun or sand like he’d expect for someone wandering the desert escaping from any number of things a Mandalorian was likely to get tied up in.  This Mandalorian just… walked into town like he’d gone out to check the vaporators and wanted to make it back inside before the suns got too high.

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