[ Boba follows Tech through the compound, careful to avoid the gazes of the other recruits passing by. In truth, it feels good to have a plan again, to have a goal, even if it's as strange as "escape the simulation." He may not look forward to the mission itself—the threat of mind-altering substances brings to mind unwanted memories of Lenovar's final, pitiful moments—but to have objectives to focus on besides wait and endure and say nothing comes as a relief—
Though, he'll still have to wait a little longer, it seems. They enter the room they had awoken in and Boba nods once at Tech's instructions. If there's one thing the past months have taught him, it's patience. So he finds a spot at the foot of one of the beds, sits down, and, as he's done for weeks now, waits. ]
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Though, he'll still have to wait a little longer, it seems. They enter the room they had awoken in and Boba nods once at Tech's instructions. If there's one thing the past months have taught him, it's patience. So he finds a spot at the foot of one of the beds, sits down, and, as he's done for weeks now, waits. ]