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Knowing me is an unfortunate enough circumstance that you didn't have to do anything.
[ Hey, she's not the one who is having a 100 point list of their failings complied by people they know and getting cupcakes as a result. His pride would be wounded if he didn't have papercuts to remind him that his pride is a useless sort of thing anyway. ]
[ Hey, she's not the one who is having a 100 point list of their failings complied by people they know and getting cupcakes as a result. His pride would be wounded if he didn't have papercuts to remind him that his pride is a useless sort of thing anyway. ]
It's less about food or coffee and more about...he feels like they're always at the edge of something, which is honestly fine, but there is only so much he's willing to commit to hackable data transmissions.
Besides which, she'd said "the world wants us to be better people" and he'd been gripped with the sudden worry that she was already on her way out. Jyn does not strike him as the sort of woman very thrilled to do what an entire planet of people want her to do, not after living as long as she has flying under the Imperial radar.
So. It's about all that, but also a man needs to eat, and he strongly dislikes doing it with strangers; K-2 is busy, anyway, so after a quick exchange of where are you, exactly? there's Cassian, not quite smiling.
"Noodles, then?" You can put anything in noodles, it's what makes them a great food.
Besides which, she'd said "the world wants us to be better people" and he'd been gripped with the sudden worry that she was already on her way out. Jyn does not strike him as the sort of woman very thrilled to do what an entire planet of people want her to do, not after living as long as she has flying under the Imperial radar.
So. It's about all that, but also a man needs to eat, and he strongly dislikes doing it with strangers; K-2 is busy, anyway, so after a quick exchange of where are you, exactly? there's Cassian, not quite smiling.
"Noodles, then?" You can put anything in noodles, it's what makes them a great food.
[ 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.
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.
Like waiting for the grenade to blow.
[ 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.
[ 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.
[ 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.
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.
I'll follow your lead.
[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?
[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?
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? ]
Or there's the piña colada one.
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.
[ 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.
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.
Glad to hear that.
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
Cassian Andor is a difficult man to figure out.
Then again, Jyn isn't much different. She's kept to herself for so long, only looking out for herself and simply trying to survive, that having someone else concerned for her general well-being is... still odd. Even odder still that she feels the pull toward him. Perhaps it's the fact she's never had a true friend before. There was Saw, of course, but that had been different. She and Cassian have really been through something, too, and something tells her they've yet to be done with their adventures. Together. That word makes her nervous, but also gives her hope. Jyn's felt a lot of that lately, really.
She also knows she cannot leave him, not when there's almost something there, a thing she really doesn't know much about. If it's only friendship, it's still a bond and connection she too doesn't quite understand, but it fills her with a warmth that makes her want to stay.
This is only noodles and coffee, but it's noodles and coffee with him, which makes it a little more than just a survival tactic. She does give him a bit of a smile and a nod.
"Noodles it is," she agrees lightly.
Then again, Jyn isn't much different. She's kept to herself for so long, only looking out for herself and simply trying to survive, that having someone else concerned for her general well-being is... still odd. Even odder still that she feels the pull toward him. Perhaps it's the fact she's never had a true friend before. There was Saw, of course, but that had been different. She and Cassian have really been through something, too, and something tells her they've yet to be done with their adventures. Together. That word makes her nervous, but also gives her hope. Jyn's felt a lot of that lately, really.
She also knows she cannot leave him, not when there's almost something there, a thing she really doesn't know much about. If it's only friendship, it's still a bond and connection she too doesn't quite understand, but it fills her with a warmth that makes her want to stay.
This is only noodles and coffee, but it's noodles and coffee with him, which makes it a little more than just a survival tactic. She does give him a bit of a smile and a nod.
"Noodles it is," she agrees lightly.
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