[he misses her behind him as soon as she moves, even if recognizes they could not actually stay like that forever. logistically. her anytime is so honest that he takes it to heart. maybe he could just... ask her to do it again sometime. logistically it helped his back.]
[but then her gaze drops down, and he can't stop watching the way she watches him. his breath catches a little when she touches his skin, and his own gaze finally follows her hand to the scar. he knows immediately why she doesn't say anything. it's not like he forgot he was hit with a blaster too, but it kind of went to the wayside against the crunch of his bones.]
[she is seeing so much of him today. but he doesn't mind.]
[cassian touches her hand lightly, almost like a quiet reassurance because he also doesn't really know what to say. he looks back at her face and doesn't really know how to look away either.]
It's okay. [the scar? her hand on him?? literally everything about this evening???]
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[but then her gaze drops down, and he can't stop watching the way she watches him. his breath catches a little when she touches his skin, and his own gaze finally follows her hand to the scar. he knows immediately why she doesn't say anything. it's not like he forgot he was hit with a blaster too, but it kind of went to the wayside against the crunch of his bones.]
[she is seeing so much of him today. but he doesn't mind.]
[cassian touches her hand lightly, almost like a quiet reassurance because he also doesn't really know what to say. he looks back at her face and doesn't really know how to look away either.]
It's okay. [the scar? her hand on him?? literally everything about this evening???]