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    There's a pause and she gives a simple shake of her head just then. There's a moment a when she thinks back to what adventures they had gone through. The life threatening things they had been in and helped each other survive. He had helped her in many things and continued to do so and she had nothing more than thanks to offer him, which, honestly felt underwhelming in terms of what he's done for her. "No." She admits. "No, I don't believe so." There's a small smile upon her features as she takes a step toward him. "In fact, you like like the kind of man to laugh at death in the face and most should aspire to be as such like you."

Chest heaves and falls with each breath Del draws into lungs. The once made old wounds festering in a small amount of pain blossoming from his body, but he ignores them. Hair disheveled, gaze trained on Lando before switching to the others in the room. "Here I thought we were in a jest of a race, wasn't expecting to get shoved down them." He half laughs, wanting the joke to be prominent even if it hadn't been one of such. What was Iden going to think of him now? Allowing Lando to get away with such a thing.

she hadn’t settled in much, but she knew enough to pinpoint the local trouble, to see who they were coming for. & she had no reason to care about this guy, but --- “you’ve been bringing supplies to repair the comms, yeah ? “ she approached, hands carefully still at her side.

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?"

Gaze shifts, looking up from the spot on the ground that had suddenly interested her during their conversation. She shakes her head just then, a small laugh leaves her a little there. Not quite sure how to react but wanting to say something. Anything. Her gaze settles upon his, chin tilted upward ever so slightly. She had never really noticed how breathtaking his eyes were until now. "Lucky, huh?" She questions a little, her voice soft. Careful, as if she's weighing every word as they press against her tongue, before they pass between her lips. "You must be hand in hand with lady luck far often than anyone else."

she pinches the bridge of her nose, eyes squeezing briefly shut. "lando, kindly shut up."

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