head back to your ship, with whatever credits you've gathered

You gather up whatever you have to your name. It's time to go home. You take a brisk stroll down the main avenue, hoping not to attract any attention. You're successful, and you power up your ship and take off.

As your ship auto-jumps to hyperspace, you smile to yourself. "Nice work, Jess," you say out loud. Despite everything, you've made it off Tatooine, and you allow yourself a gentle chuckle.