[ Cassian's confidence had been built in the way that most did: faking it until he made it. His tall tales and white lies as a child about where he was really from, learning how to dodge conversations he didn't want to have with Clem and Maarva, and spinning stories to get some credits to cushion his debts - all of it had accumulated into moments like these. His bluff, his calculated guess, had resulted in her withdrawing her hand.
He's safe from a punch. At least for now. It's a win, he thinks, however brief. People like her so rarely just let something like that go.
So then why is he making probably yet another dumb decision? The universe may never know. But maybe it's because the amusement that she continues to provide comes in the form of her heels still remaining lifted off the ground. ]
That means a lot coming from the expert. [ A hand lays over his heart, wryness to rival her own dripping from his voice. ] Truly.
[ There's a pause. Something more akin to curiosity mixing in with his amusement. ]
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He's safe from a punch. At least for now. It's a win, he thinks, however brief. People like her so rarely just let something like that go.
So then why is he making probably yet another dumb decision? The universe may never know. But maybe it's because the amusement that she continues to provide comes in the form of her heels still remaining lifted off the ground. ]
That means a lot coming from the expert. [ A hand lays over his heart, wryness to rival her own dripping from his voice. ] Truly.
[ There's a pause. Something more akin to curiosity mixing in with his amusement. ]
How long have you been here?