𝕽𝔶𝔫.
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“ alright—” cassian mumbled, hands defensively raised in the air as if he was surrendering. “ you’re okay. so— you want something from me? ”

— back into the others' grasp. " keep to your street music .. I'd prefer you live long enough to play a song of glory in these streets as opposed to dying for a cause you do not support. "

— for the sake of the emperor. "

well .. this was less than favorable. a simple act of " accidental " charity .. and now he has obtained a straggler. seems it cannot be helped. the curious flock where their wonders guide them, " home, " he offers plainly, side-eyeing the other. " you shouldn't follow. "

he continues down the alleyway, glancing over his shoulder momentarily as the other spoke and shuffled his instrument about, " well— i apologize for pegging you incorrectly, then. " he makes no effort to regain said credits.

a simple, dismissive wave is offered via a flick of his palm, " that was purposeful, keep them. "

dipensing a handful of credits into the instrument case as he walks by, glancing only momentarily.

“ I didn’t do it on purpose. ” he loosely shrugged, clicking his tongue. it was the wave of heat he usually felt after running laps around. a small frown creased his forehead, “ are you okay? ”

a hint of a smug smirk appears on the corner of his lips—confident & charming. he always knew he was good-looking yet there were times he felt insecure about his looks. “ i wouldn’t want anyone to lose their minds. ” he mused, playful tone in his voice as he glanced at the other.

“ hmm? ” he leans onto the wall, arms crossed on his chest. the question was genuine even though cassian was usually full of himself. “ ah. right. ”

a faint smile flashed on his lips, yet it faded away a bit quicker than he intended. it wasn’t easy to keep a smile these days. a hum reverberated in his throat. “ overwhelmed how? ”
