[ it becomes quickly apparent to cassian that this is not his dream, and he spares a moment to hope they don't all wake up on a train to another snow buried city. he doesn't recognize the place, the people, the setting, but the atmosphere already has him on edge. ]
[ he feels like he should know, as he watches it unfold, and the longer the scene carries on the more he suspects. it's the way the man speaks and talks under a guise of teaching, it's a tiny little girl being trained to kill, and how similar 'yala' sounds to 'yalena.' ]
[ it's dutch, he realizes, only moments before the little girl dislocates her shoulders, and cassian frowns. he's too desensitized to violence to cringe, but it doesn't mean he can't be upset or sympathetic to what he's witnessing, for what she was turned into against her will. ]
[ it's the real dutch he finds standing near him seconds after the murder, but he's still gathering up his thoughts. she was so young, just like she told him. but then again, so was he. ]
it's a dream now
[ he feels like he should know, as he watches it unfold, and the longer the scene carries on the more he suspects. it's the way the man speaks and talks under a guise of teaching, it's a tiny little girl being trained to kill, and how similar 'yala' sounds to 'yalena.' ]
[ it's dutch, he realizes, only moments before the little girl dislocates her shoulders, and cassian frowns. he's too desensitized to violence to cringe, but it doesn't mean he can't be upset or sympathetic to what he's witnessing, for what she was turned into against her will. ]
[ it's the real dutch he finds standing near him seconds after the murder, but he's still gathering up his thoughts. she was so young, just like she told him. but then again, so was he. ]
Khlyen is a terrible name.