[ He wouldn't be wrong. Lottie has come here with an agenda, even if it's a poorly planned out one. And it certainly wasn't to test out the integrity of his newly fixed pipes, which— aren't all too bad, actually. Tastes just like water, tastes just fine and not like there's any metal or plastics or bad things. It almost goes down the wrong pipe when he starts speaking, even.
Is she that obvious? God, she really needs to work on her subtly...
(Eventually she'll learn it's an absolute combination of her inability to be subtle, and the fact Cassian just knows her so well. Really, she'd be tickled if she ever clued into that, happy he's even paid that much attention to remember things about her.) ]
It?
[ She wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand, ignores the trickle of water that falls off her chin and onto her shirt as she takes a step closer towards Cassian (she's curious, but it's still a gun — his gun, she's not going to wander close to a weapon). ]
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Is she that obvious? God, she really needs to work on her subtly...
(Eventually she'll learn it's an absolute combination of her inability to be subtle, and the fact Cassian just knows her so well. Really, she'd be tickled if she ever clued into that, happy he's even paid that much attention to remember things about her.) ]
It?
[ She wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand, ignores the trickle of water that falls off her chin and onto her shirt as she takes a step closer towards Cassian (she's curious, but it's still a gun — his gun, she's not going to wander close to a weapon). ]
How?? I mean, no offense, it looks the same..