She's yet to find a way to make Chopper do anything. Well, nothing she's willing to try, in any case.
But the droid is meandering around the cargo bay when they reach it. Hera leaves Kanan to open the ramp out onto the warm desert morning, while she rounds on Chopper.
"I mean it, Chop. You don't want some pirates or Tuskens selling you for scrap, do you?"
Chopper blats, waving his arms at her. Hera waves her hand toward the upper decks. "Go on, get up there."
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She's yet to find a way to make Chopper do anything. Well, nothing she's willing to try, in any case.
But the droid is meandering around the cargo bay when they reach it. Hera leaves Kanan to open the ramp out onto the warm desert morning, while she rounds on Chopper.
"I mean it, Chop. You don't want some pirates or Tuskens selling you for scrap, do you?"
Chopper blats, waving his arms at her. Hera waves her hand toward the upper decks. "Go on, get up there."