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     There's a small laugh that leaves Cassian's lips at the other's words and they simply give a shrug of their shoulders just then. "I don't really care if you give a fuck or not." He admits, gaze settling upon the other though, still finding a mild amount of humor at their statement. Cassian gives a shake of his head just then though. "What I do give a fuck about is getting out of here." He states, keeping their words strong and known. Cassian has no plans on dying on a mission again. Again. That was still weird for them to admit. The fact they had died and are back? No, that wasn't right but the Force apparently did strange things and Cassian was no exception to those strange things. "So help me get out of here and I'll make sure we both survive, sound good?"

     Cassian's ready with a quip of a reply. Wanting to lash back at whoever had stopped just so they would leave them alone faster. Enough time to get back to dwelling on what was truly inside of his head but instead, as Cassian turns to look at the other, their words catch them off guard. How were they? They repeat that question again and again and he wonders when the last time they had been asked such by anyone other than Jyn. Cassian simply mentally shakes their head and offers the other a small, low smile. "I suppose I could be better." They nod then, letting their shoulders relax and they shift their weight from one leg to the other. "You're right. I don't really remember the last I was asked that by someone that wasn't Jyn." Cassian gives a shake of his head just then. "But I do not believe anyone really has the answers to the questions in my head. So I considered this spot good to think things through." Another pause just then. "How are you?"

There's a small laugh that leaves their lips at the other's words. He moves, blaster in hand and takes shelter behind a crumbling wall. There's a breath upon their tongue and their gaze shifts to look to Iden. The battle had felt as if it had waged on for years, but it had probably only been a matter of hours. Instead, he releases the breath he's held, nodding more so to themselves than Iden. "I never believed in Gods." Cassian states, leaning out from behind the wall, taking a few shots before covering again. "But I do believe in escape plans." The small laugh returns again and they're looking over to Iden. "We've got the ships at our backs and the quicker we can get to them, the faster we'll be out of this nightmare and in a cantina."

They grab a damp towel at the words, patting at his face with such haste before letting the smile cross over their lips just then. Gaze settles upon the other. "I heard it from some person in passing at a bar." Cassian states, a bit of enthusiasm in their voice. "I had my doubts, but who knew, it actually did work!"

It had been a few days since Cassian had landed here, the last message telling them to find their next set of orders here. He felt out of place, mixed in among those that wandered these halls as if they were home to them and those that also seemed out of place as well. It had been days since the comms had gone down and he was left in the dark of what to do next. If there was one thing that Cassian hated, it was sitting and twiddling their thumbs while they waited for some sort of order to come through or mission to be given. "Ah," he starts, looking at the other with a slightly soft smile. "It won't be responding any time soon." He replies easily, walking up to the terminal with ease. "We've been working on trying to bring back comms but it seems to have affected this little guy too."

In truth, Cassian had only known about Lando what had once been told. They had been around through the same time, even despite this rift business but Cassian had been so set on their own mission and their own agenda and making things right. When the plan to steal the death star plans had been presented to him and from Jyn? There was no way they were able to say no to such a thing. "Where shall we start?" Cassian begins, another sip of the liquid as it burns down their throat, a welcome distraction from everything else going on in their mind and the galaxy around them. "That so? Glad to know that we made an impact. As long as it saved lives, that was one of the goals. No one deserves the continued suffer at the hands of the Empire."

Time had seemed to pass far slower than they had planned or even realized. After all, the way that he had seen time, it was always fast. It always seemed to take the things they cared most about, including their own life. Still, Cassian wanted to be alone, for the most part. They needed time to think. Time to let their own death digest inside their system. Who was supposed to handle that right? Even if it had been true and they were currently alive, death was still death and it shouldn't have been reversable. Cassian help questions that they figured no one else was able to answer, so instead, they simply just kept trekking forward, wanting to get back into the game again. Wanting to get back on the field of fighting. "If you're here for something important, keep speaking. If not, keep walking."

A sad smile crosses over his features as gaze never leaves Jyn. "You don't have to wait any longer." Cassian speaks easily, still wiping away her tears with their thumbs as he keeps their foreheads pressing together. "I'm here now and I don't plan on leaving any time soon." They hadn't planned on leaving in the beginning either but apparently the Force had something else in mind that day on Scarif. It was still mind boggling to try and believe. It didn't seem possible. "What about everyone else? Is it just us and K2?"

There's a smirk that crosses their lips at the bottle in Lando's hands. It's nice to know that he's ahead of the game in this one and Cassian takes a swig of his amber liquid in a glass. They had asked for a full one and they were not disappointed. Having woken up without much memory of what happened, Cassian found it a lot easier to find the bottom of a glass at the end of the day when he wanted to sleep properly. "I figured we should take some time to get to know each other?" He starts, gaze settling upon the man beside him. They're curious about Lando, aside from all the old stories they had once heard but Cassian had never got the privilege of getting close to the other. "Jyn's mentioned you as well."

Emotion causes their legs to shake, unstable and unable to stay in one spot, Cassian moves, meeting Jyn half way and he can feel their heart restricting inside of his chest. The way their breath stops then and they look at her. She's beautiful. She always has been and he hopes she hasn't lost any aspect of her personality the way that they remember her being. "I'm real." He nods, hands coming up to rest upon hers as he leans down, pressing their forehead against her own and drawing in a breath of her scent. She was everything they had remembered and more. And her touch was still just as warm as it had once been. "I'm here and I don't plan on leaving again." Eyes drift open and he's gazing at her, moving hands to her cheeks, thumbs wiping away her tears gently. "What happened to us? Why did I wake up here?"

Cassian steps into the café, a quiet atmosphere but people seemed to hold to their conversations with a silent tone of manner. Still, he finds it rather comforting to be here. To take a seat in a table in the back corner as they await their companion. Cassian has instructed K2 to wait outside, to wander around and to explore as they kept an eye on the door, drink ordered and small smile upon their face. Lando had been someone that Cassian had only met a few times, a man that was quite skilled and someone that Cassian happened to look up to in the ways of seduction and suave nature. "Ah, Lando!" He greets the other, standing from the table to motion him back to where they're sitting. "Thanks for meeting me, would you care to order a drink?"

Waking up on a planet that wasn't one that he remembered when he closed his eyes had been rather disorienting. They took a breath, sitting up in the bed they were fast asleep upon and looked around. Their settings weren't much different than those that he had remembered upon other planets and when he had pulled themselves out of bed and dressed, K2 was awaiting them outside the door, a mouth full of words for Cassian does his best to take it all in but eventually they tone out the other words and make their way into what is suspected as a living quarters. It's there that shock hits them like a wookie in full anger mode. "Jyn?" He speaks, gaze resting upon them so easily, eyes filling to the brim with emotion upon seeing her. How long had it been? Why had it felt like a lifetime? Why did he have the sudden urge to have her in their arms? "Jyn, why are you here?"