Me patting Din Djarin on the murder helmet: soft man...soft sweet nice man...very good...pure heart...soft kind father...very nice...soft...
i yearn
Din Djarin: [takes out an entire group of droids in under a minute, snaps a stormtrooper’s neck, cuts a man in half with a door]
Me: Soft man... soft sweet nice man... very good... pure heart... soft kind father... very nice... soft...
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