"It looks like we are." Cassian's voice is measured, cautious, as if he were remarking on the progress of a mission and not as if his entire life has just taken another unexpected twist.
He inspects their surroundings with keen, attentive eyes, yet the fact that he remains firmly glued to K-2SO's side during this may be far more telling about his state of mind than he would like it to be. His head is aching and feels scrambled as if he had gone one round too many with an Imperial interrogation droid but he remembers Attleton, even if he doesn't remember how they got back here, or from where they returned.
"Can you tell how much time has passed?" he asks quietly. It is evening and the streets are mostly deserted but not completely, which is a good sign. "We should go to the Guardian's office. Or... home." He hesitates at this. With people constantly coming and going, Sonico might be gone. Chances were, there would be other people living there now, whether with her or alone.
A grim little smile flickers over his face. "Knowing us, I wouldn't be surprised if we reappeared during some grand catastrophe." His hand finds Kay's hip, fingers brushing it in wordless reassurance.
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Date: 2020-01-10 04:40 pm (UTC)He inspects their surroundings with keen, attentive eyes, yet the fact that he remains firmly glued to K-2SO's side during this may be far more telling about his state of mind than he would like it to be. His head is aching and feels scrambled as if he had gone one round too many with an Imperial interrogation droid but he remembers Attleton, even if he doesn't remember how they got back here, or from where they returned.
"Can you tell how much time has passed?" he asks quietly. It is evening and the streets are mostly deserted but not completely, which is a good sign. "We should go to the Guardian's office. Or... home." He hesitates at this. With people constantly coming and going, Sonico might be gone. Chances were, there would be other people living there now, whether with her or alone.
A grim little smile flickers over his face. "Knowing us, I wouldn't be surprised if we reappeared during some grand catastrophe." His hand finds Kay's hip, fingers brushing it in wordless reassurance.