[ the sound of his name from the stranger is something of a surprise, but not much of one. by now, luke's well-recognized across much of the galaxy, particularly among bounty hunters. it's the part that follows, as well as the clear hope and concern, that staggers him a little. 'he'? he who? and how did he meet this mandalorian?

he lifts both hands in a gesture meant to halt the other man, his brows knitting faintly. ]

I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know you or who you mean. [ a beat. ] Yet, I suppose. [ this is someone--several someones--from his future, apparently. ] The only Mandalorian I've ever met is Boba Fett. I-- [ his glance flicks down to the saber on the stranger's thigh again, then up to the helmet hiding his face. ] I think we're probably from different points in our galaxy's timeline. For me, the second Death Star was only recently destroyed.