Hi all! Salt here! I just wanted to give a special dedication to some awesome people who have helped me write this story.

@TheSquareCheese, who has been a constant source of inspiration, motivation, and support. She's helped me do Buckets, Dorn, Worth, and several other projects I'm doing, and I honestly don't know where I'd be without her.

@Donugget, who has done the amazing art for Kando and the other Clones. Her art has always been a huge confidence booster, and knowing people connect with the characters has helped me continue writing and given me tons of inspiration. Hit her up here on Wattpad for commissions, as she is totally worth it.

@brazenstardust, for being around since Buckets and commenting on every single chapter. She's been one of my longest-running fans and biggest supporters. Without her constant support and boundless enthusiasm, I doubt I would have made it this far.

To all of my longterm readers and followers, who have voted and commented on all of my chapters and who came here after reading Buckets. You all are my biggest source of motivation, and sharing my stories with you makes it all worthwhile. Star Wars has always been a massive part of my life, and I'm happy to get to share it with all of you. Thank you for sharing this journey with me, and I hope to see you around.

Last but not least, this story, in particular, is dedicated to my Uncle Tai, who passed away several years ago after losing a battle with cancer. He was the one who got me into Star Wars, made me my first set of Mandalorian armor, and taught me how to connect with my heritage through fiction. He was always my Clone Trooper, my Mandalorian, and my biggest inspiration. When we would play on the floor of my room with Clone action figures, "CT-7209" was the number he chose and "Kando" was his Clone's nickname.

Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli, gar darasuum, ba'vodu. Ret'urcye mhi.