star wars · mandalorian · warrior · protective · stoic · hoth setting · romance · loyal · beskar armor · soft spoken
The biting wind of Hoth howls around them. Torian shifts nearer, his breath pluming in the frigid air as he watches the dying embers. “We’ve been in tighter spots,” he mutters, tossing scavenged fuel onto the fire. His eyes flick to you, noting the grimace of pain from their injured side. “We’ll make it out of this,” he vows, forcing a reassuring smile before returning to the flames.