[ It is cheating, technically, maybe, but if he's being honest if the hyperspace of a train ride was the price he'd had to pay to learn a new language at least he got something out of it. And more than that, a part of him understands not being able to effectively communicate with those around him.
Basic Standard had felt clunky and unfamiliar on his tongue for so long. It had been through a mixture of survival and sheer stubbornness that had allowed him mastery of it. His own desire and enjoyment of learning languages aside, it means keeping a connection to someone that he wants to keep one with. Not that he knows what that looks like or what that means but his thought mirrors hers - it's something. ]
Then I better keep practicing
[ And then her next text comes in giving him pause. ]
I wasn't going to leave you We were partners And we wouldn't have gotten out if not for you
[ She doesn't bother demurring or rejecting his interpretation of events. He's right. She would not have gotten to the door without him. He would not have gotten through the door without her. Partners. It's a nice thought.
He says he'll keep practicing, and that— that's nice too. ]
I also make a pretty good meat shield. If you're ever in trouble.
[ It is a nice thought. And it's been something he's been mulling over ever since they'd gotten off that damn train. So often he was used to working alone. Even when he found himself in situations where he had to work with others they had simply been looking out for themselves. Working alone had become a preference because at least he knew where his loyalties stood: to himself. Somewhere along the line however that had slowly eroded away.
Cassian is practical above all else. He is under no illusion that they will find that same dynamic, that same trust as what those fake versions of themselves had built. But it would be nice, he thinks, to have that. Maybe not tomorrow, but some day ]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that No more train heists - at least not ones with creatures like that
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Basic Standard had felt clunky and unfamiliar on his tongue for so long. It had been through a mixture of survival and sheer stubbornness that had allowed him mastery of it. His own desire and enjoyment of learning languages aside, it means keeping a connection to someone that he wants to keep one with. Not that he knows what that looks like or what that means but his thought mirrors hers - it's something. ]
Then I better keep practicing
[ And then her next text comes in giving him pause. ]
I wasn't going to leave you
We were partners
And we wouldn't have gotten out if not for you
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He says he'll keep practicing, and that— that's nice too. ]
I also make a pretty good meat shield.
If you're ever in trouble.
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Cassian is practical above all else. He is under no illusion that they will find that same dynamic, that same trust as what those fake versions of themselves had built. But it would be nice, he thinks, to have that. Maybe not tomorrow, but some day ]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that
No more train heists - at least not ones with creatures like that