K2SO it's almost sure it's been months, as he stares the street in front of them, Cassian by his side. It's Attleton, that much he can tell. It looks both familiar and alien. A moment later white optics shift to his shorter companion again, a far too long arm reaches out and a metal hand is placed at Cassian's lower back. It's almost as if Kay wants to make sure Cassian is real, as if he wants to make sure his touch sensors aren't messed up like his databanks.
It's been months but he doesn't remember any of it. His last clear memories are about them telling their friend that they were going to explore the planet, to look after their pets. Then...Nothing. Flashed of images here and there but nothing clear. Cassians' face, rocks, maybe spirits, a sky full of stars he doesn't recognize...all blurry and mixed and undetailed.
"We're back."
There's uncertainty in Kay's voice, the statement hiding a question 'Hod did we go back?'. He doesn't even remember walking towards the cities. The idea that Cassian might have whipped his memory doesn't even cross his processor. He knows this man. His best friend. His...
Kay brings his other hand in front of his optics, and sure enough, there's the engagement ring Cassian gave him, welded to the third finger on his left hand. A droid can't visible relax but Kay's shoulders obviously shift in relief.
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Date: 2020-01-03 08:44 pm (UTC)K2SO it's almost sure it's been months, as he stares the street in front of them, Cassian by his side. It's Attleton, that much he can tell. It looks both familiar and alien. A moment later white optics shift to his shorter companion again, a far too long arm reaches out and a metal hand is placed at Cassian's lower back. It's almost as if Kay wants to make sure Cassian is real, as if he wants to make sure his touch sensors aren't messed up like his databanks.
It's been months but he doesn't remember any of it. His last clear memories are about them telling their friend that they were going to explore the planet, to look after their pets. Then...Nothing. Flashed of images here and there but nothing clear. Cassians' face, rocks, maybe spirits, a sky full of stars he doesn't recognize...all blurry and mixed and undetailed.
"We're back."
There's uncertainty in Kay's voice, the statement hiding a question 'Hod did we go back?'. He doesn't even remember walking towards the cities. The idea that Cassian might have whipped his memory doesn't even cross his processor. He knows this man. His best friend. His...
Kay brings his other hand in front of his optics, and sure enough, there's the engagement ring Cassian gave him, welded to the third finger on his left hand. A droid can't visible relax but Kay's shoulders obviously shift in relief.