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“Holy shit.” Was the first thing to come out of Boba’s mouth when he saw Vader’s castle on Mustafar.
The large obsidian building loomed over his ship as he flew into the hangar. It was surrounded by lava rivers and ash.
Vader stood in the hangar, awaiting Boba’s arrival. He nodded in greeting as Boba left his ship.
“Honestly, I don’t know what I expected your home to look like, but this makes sense.” Boba said.
Vader’s helmet tilted slightly. “What do you mean?”
“It’s dramatic, like you.”
Boba got the distinct impression that Vader was pouting behind the helmet.