try to communicate that you have nothing to offer except your gratitude

They seem confused, but decide to help you anyway. They lead you outside to their banthas, and throw you under a giant blanket as they continue on their journey. You drift to sleep, sweating and suffering from mild heat stroke. You hope you will survive.

***

After waking up many times shivering, sweating, and clammy, you finally are shaken by one of the Tuskens. You look about and see, in the distance, some kind of town. It looks like Mos Eisley!

You try to thank the Tuskens profusely as they hurry you on your way. You walk through the desert and collapse against the first building you find, trying to catch your breath.

Now it's time to find your spaceship.