[ Don't give him looks, Jyn, or he'll have to spend too much time dissecting them in his own mind.
Which is why he isn't looking at the cupcakes at all, he's watching her reflection in the window instead and has to stop himself from blinking too quickly when she asks...that. ]
That's... [ He takes a breath. ] Loaded sort of question isn't it?
For people who haven't done normal in a long time.
[ Cassian nods. ] It's beyond strange. Feels like a dream, completely inaccessible and unreal.
[ Blame being the best soldier from a rebel too radical for the rebellion. Nice usually meant a trap.
She catches his look in the reflection and steps back from the window, pointedly avoiding even second hand eye contact as she heads for the shop door.]
[ He turns and waits for her to get the door instead of rushing past to grab it himself (he's a lot of things, but he hopes not the sort of idiot that would run her over for a gesture that would fall flat anyway). ]
Yeah.
[ Then they're inside, and the woman behind the counter is looking at them, so Cassian smirks and shrugs. ]
Alright, what flavor? I'm thinking chocolate and caramel.
[She gives him a faint smile over her shoulder, like it's an inside joke. And while it's that, it's half that she's not really familiar with all the options out there, so she'll rely on his judgement.]
Me, probably. Aren't we celebrating my historical poor choices?
Not exactly a birthday.
[ He takes a relaxed stance, looking at the menu again. When is the last time he bought anything sweet? When was the last time he bought anything for anyone else when they weren't a mark? ]
[ There's a chuckle, and he goes back to scrutinizing the menu, before he picks three cupcakes - chocolate caramel, yes, rum and coke because why not, and one that is red velvet because red velvet is king. ]
You're going to laugh, [ He says as he approaches the table, because people can sit here and eat, yes? Yes. ] but I figured we could cut all three in half.
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Which is why he isn't looking at the cupcakes at all, he's watching her reflection in the window instead and has to stop himself from blinking too quickly when she asks...that. ]
That's... [ He takes a breath. ] Loaded sort of question isn't it?
For people who haven't done normal in a long time.
[ Cassian nods. ] It's beyond strange. Feels like a dream, completely inaccessible and unreal.
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[ Blame being the best soldier from a rebel too radical for the rebellion. Nice usually meant a trap.
She catches his look in the reflection and steps back from the window, pointedly avoiding even second hand eye contact as she heads for the shop door.]
We're going to worry the merchant.
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Yeah.
[ Then they're inside, and the woman behind the counter is looking at them, so Cassian smirks and shrugs. ]
Alright, what flavor? I'm thinking chocolate and caramel.
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[She gives him a faint smile over her shoulder, like it's an inside joke. And while it's that, it's half that she's not really familiar with all the options out there, so she'll rely on his judgement.]
But who was paying, again?
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Not exactly a birthday.
[ He takes a relaxed stance, looking at the menu again. When is the last time he bought anything sweet? When was the last time he bought anything for anyone else when they weren't a mark? ]
Or there's the piña colada one.
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[She will just be kicking back in one of the few small tables they have near the door, for those people waiting for some fancy order to be filled.]
But it's all on you.
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You're going to laugh, [ He says as he approaches the table, because people can sit here and eat, yes? Yes. ] but I figured we could cut all three in half.
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[She doesn't object, just tilts her head a bit as he settles in.]
That's unexpected. I thought you always knew what you wanted.
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[ He shakes his head a little, cutting the chocolate caramel one first. ]
It's been a while since I've had cupcakes.
[ Will they manage to avoid talking about what he wants? ]
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[The moment he's done cutting she's reached for it, popping half of her bit in her mouth like it might be stolen from her.
She's only half way done chewing when she offers a muffled review.]
It's good.
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[ Up goes an eyebrow but Cassian won't comment on her table manners, instead focusing on cutting the other two.
He's trying the rum one first, taking a bite out of his half from the bottom, leaving the frosting last. ]
It is good. [ Licking off a crumb in the corner of his mouth. ]
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Don't sound surprised. You make the occasional good decision.
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No wonder you and K-2 have teamed up against me.
[ He'll just nudge the rum and coke plate in her direction. ]
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We both observe patterns. You might want to try examining your choices.
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[ He's totally smirking, but anyway, he needs to try to chocolate one. ]
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Even if they mock you?
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You have met K-2 haven't you?
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[She picks up her next cupcake half, looking at the treat only.]
Once or twice, I suppose.
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[ Quirking his eyebrows at her. ]
I'm glad you're staying.