[ her expression barely softens, eyes unfocused as if trying to work out the equation for herself, sorting factors and variables, solving for x where x is the key to getting them both back into the fight she outright demanded. she is far more of her father's daughter than she would have imagined, lost in her own thoughts in the middle of a conversation.
like a key sliding into place her green eyes flicker up, focus on cassian, clear and soft as her forehead scrunches up under his fingertips. the ghost of a smile touches her lips, looking out of place on her usually somber expression. ]
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like a key sliding into place her green eyes flicker up, focus on cassian, clear and soft as her forehead scrunches up under his fingertips. the ghost of a smile touches her lips, looking out of place on her usually somber expression. ]
I know what you're doing.