Bo-Katan took off her helmet so casually, like she always did, tucking it under her arm; Din said nothing and finally she said, "Well, are you going to finally show me what's under there, now that you got what you wanted?"
He opened his mouth to protest that he hadn't wanted the Darksaber at all, but they'd already had the argument a dozen times, and neither would change their mind at this point -- and how marrying him would help her get around the rules, he still didn't understand -- but instead, slowly, he shook his head, and she turned away and scoffed to herself, "Blushing bride," as he tossed the Darksaber into the sand (she could have it, he really didn't want it).
Maybe he had gotten what he wanted -- her red hair blowing in the wind, the spark in her eyes -- but he hadn't realized that until just now, the heat spreading across his hidden face, where she wouldn't see it.
long to be magnificently cursed (Mandalorian, Din/Bo-Katan)
He opened his mouth to protest that he hadn't wanted the Darksaber at all, but they'd already had the argument a dozen times, and neither would change their mind at this point -- and how marrying him would help her get around the rules, he still didn't understand -- but instead, slowly, he shook his head, and she turned away and scoffed to herself, "Blushing bride," as he tossed the Darksaber into the sand (she could have it, he really didn't want it).
Maybe he had gotten what he wanted -- her red hair blowing in the wind, the spark in her eyes -- but he hadn't realized that until just now, the heat spreading across his hidden face, where she wouldn't see it.