[ Brown eyes widen in surprise, hand snapping back to his side and away from the dagger as his darts to the source of the chirpy, bright voice.
Something that he doesn't want to label as hope sparks in his chest when he manages to process the words that are thrown at him so cheerfully. For a brief second he thinks that this could be someone from his galaxy - but he's quick to smother the thought as quickly as it comes. Because even if they are, how would that help him? More importantly what would that mean? Would they see eye to eye with the Empire? His brows draw together hoping that it gives the impression that he's thinking about what planets would be recognizable and not the man's trustworthiness.
He's been through enough now to know how much trouble that would only serve to cause him. Keeping his cards close to his chest, seeing how much this man knows, being cautious - something he's infamously bad at - is clearly the play here. That still doesn't stop the hope from flickering under the weight of his pragmatism however. ]
Jakku, Coruscant, Niamos.
[ Ferrix is on the tip of his tongue but he swallows it like the lump that threatens to lodge in his throat, choosing instead to name planets where he's practically nameless, just another face blending into the masses. ]
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Something that he doesn't want to label as hope sparks in his chest when he manages to process the words that are thrown at him so cheerfully. For a brief second he thinks that this could be someone from his galaxy - but he's quick to smother the thought as quickly as it comes. Because even if they are, how would that help him? More importantly what would that mean? Would they see eye to eye with the Empire? His brows draw together hoping that it gives the impression that he's thinking about what planets would be recognizable and not the man's trustworthiness.
He's been through enough now to know how much trouble that would only serve to cause him. Keeping his cards close to his chest, seeing how much this man knows, being cautious - something he's infamously bad at - is clearly the play here. That still doesn't stop the hope from flickering under the weight of his pragmatism however. ]
Jakku, Coruscant, Niamos.
[ Ferrix is on the tip of his tongue but he swallows it like the lump that threatens to lodge in his throat, choosing instead to name planets where he's practically nameless, just another face blending into the masses. ]