Ezra yelps, nearly startled out of his wits, because how'd he know? How'd he move so fast? Then the fact that he'd been caught sinks in, and fear jumps into his already too-wide eyes.
"Let me go!" He struggles against that iron grip, and when that doesn't work, he tries to kick Garth'zel's shin. "I didn't do nothin'! You'll be sorry if you don't! 'Cause- 'cause my dad's important! He's the govener!" A lie, but the Zabrak can't possibly know that it's not.
Except, you know, the real governor's a woman.
And he hardly looks like a governor's son.
And one of the stall owners who's close enough to hear them just snorted in blatant derision. "Caught the little thief, did you? Go ahead and tan his hide. If he's got parents at all, I'm a Hutt."
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"Let me go!" He struggles against that iron grip, and when that doesn't work, he tries to kick Garth'zel's shin. "I didn't do nothin'! You'll be sorry if you don't! 'Cause- 'cause my dad's important! He's the govener!" A lie, but the Zabrak can't possibly know that it's not.
Except, you know, the real governor's a woman.
And he hardly looks like a governor's son.
And one of the stall owners who's close enough to hear them just snorted in blatant derision. "Caught the little thief, did you? Go ahead and tan his hide. If he's got parents at all, I'm a Hutt."