[he does not look down at her suddenly more exposed from the way she scoops up her dress legs (he does, for two seconds), but it would not even be the first time he's caught a glimpse of more leg. she was just sitting behind him with her dress scrunched up! it's fine, whatever.]
[he sits down at the table with ease, glad she actually listened and did not heat up more than necessary.]
Not this time. [he offers her... a tiny smile?] I guess that part was nice.
[see, he's trying. he's really taken her you don't have to be a spy thing to heart.]
[ jyn doesn't care about exposed anything, once she's got her underpants on she has the bathroom door open so she can continue whatever conversation was stalled with their showers in the morning. ]
But... nothing to turn off when you came home.
[ had to be difficult. jyn could shed the facade of politeness that she'd barely held up, but cassian was just being cassian. ]
[she may not care, and realistically he shouldn't either! so it's fine. it's nothing. don't think about her legs.]
[he smiles a little wider though, reaching out to scoop up some of the rice.]
It felt like there should have been something. Basic politeness, maybe. [is he polite?? he guesses?? he knows how to be, but is that really him???????????] It was easier with you there.
You're always polite, [ jyn counters. she turns it off, he doesn't. he's just a generally nice person on the regular. scooping up too much rice, she shoves it in her mouth, cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk.
I'm not worried about it, I was confused to what Sif and this other woman posted about--lingerie and how it's used to seduction rather than practicality.
[he pauses for a second when she shoves the rice in her mouth, mouth twisting into the smallest of amused smiles. how is this charming him?? every times????? she's just eating, but she is adorable.]
Being polite is unobtrusive. That is... how I was supposed to be.
[ cassian is not a spy anymore, he doesn't have to be polite unless he wants to be polite. maybe he wants to be blunt and rude like his beloved droid. ]
[he takes a very small spoonful of his own rice, chewing idly.]
I don't know. [honesty...?? also weird for him. he doesn't feel sad or anything about it. it's just a work in progress, but at least he's accepted he doesn't need to be a spy anymore.] I am not sure there is much of me left outside of the Rebellion.
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