[ Even now that this is his second visit to the hotel, Boba still isn't very accustomed to interacting with strangers. It means that, even through his own dark thoughts and the hood zipped over his face, part of him is still paying attention to the person sitting beside him, half on curiosity and half on wariness.
That means he notices when the man starts to hum—and when he starts doing something with his face. The black shroud of his hood means Boba can't quite make out what that something is, but he does see a lot of movement. Is he... dancing with his face?
It's enough to momentarily pull Boba from his misery and for a moment, he just squints at the man through the dark fabric, trying to figure out what he's seeing. When that proves too difficult, he finally gives in and reaches up to unzip his hood by a few inches—enough that the top of his head and eyes are exposed, while the bottom half of his face is still covered by the hood's skeletal grin.
He watches the man continue to hum and waggle his brows for a moment before speaking up: ]
What are you doing?
[ Even with his mouth hidden, it's possible to hear the slightest smile in Boba's words. ]
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That means he notices when the man starts to hum—and when he starts doing something with his face. The black shroud of his hood means Boba can't quite make out what that something is, but he does see a lot of movement. Is he... dancing with his face?
It's enough to momentarily pull Boba from his misery and for a moment, he just squints at the man through the dark fabric, trying to figure out what he's seeing. When that proves too difficult, he finally gives in and reaches up to unzip his hood by a few inches—enough that the top of his head and eyes are exposed, while the bottom half of his face is still covered by the hood's skeletal grin.
He watches the man continue to hum and waggle his brows for a moment before speaking up: ]
What are you doing?
[ Even with his mouth hidden, it's possible to hear the slightest smile in Boba's words. ]