Where's the baby?
Din: [looms angrily over Boba, Amban rifle in hand] Where's the baby?
Boba, waking up from a nap: You lost it??
Din:
Boba:
Din and Boba: ERIN!!
[Meanwhile, Erin is two miles away relaxing in the hot springs with Grogu]
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