Luke reaches out, wiggling his fingers at the child with an amused smile, but his reaction to the announcement is quick and he turns over his shoulder to the Mandalorian, “You’re not going to collect, are you? This could be the last of their kind !” He pauses, clamping down tightly on his emotions. Getting upset wasn’t going to help anything,
“How much is the bounty?” He asks; then adds, “And would you entertain a counteroffer?”
“I’m part of a guild, the terms of the contract are set and to undermine them would incur considerable hassle.” He then pauses, watching the baby as he sighs. “The reward is too much for me to just let go, Beskar steel is important to my people, but… I promise I won’t let anything happen to it.”