[ it's okay, he wishes he'd let her try the soup too. he's trying very hard not to dwell on his regrets, but there are many of them. ]
[ he is distracted from that thought by the press of her knuckles into a particularly tense knot in his back, and he lets out a soft sound of relief when it dissipates, even if it spent a few seconds being painful. his back is so tense, all the time. his entire body is, if he's being honest. ]
[ but her hands are warm. ]
You could find another knot and prove it. [ pls keep at it. ] And we can keep looking for a similar soup.
[ she feels the regret, cold and sour, and she swallows to chase the taste of it away. there is really no escaping the empathy bond like this. maybe she could manipulate the water to act as a guard between them but she doesn't bother.
even before they could feel each other's emotions, she and cassian were connected. they never needed some mystical bond to build a closeness and intensity that burned brighter than the death star. ]
It was only soup.
[ her arm curls around his chest, drawing herself forward so she can kiss the back of his neck. she made it off jedha with more important things than soup. ]
[ it's not that cassian forgets about the bond; it's just easier with jyn because she already knows so much about him. it's scarier too, but not the kind of emotional fear he runs from. ]
[ she wraps her arms around him, and he can feel her lips on his skin as much as the warmth and affection she has for him. it's enveloping him as physically as it is emotionally thanks to her hug, and he very carefully settle his hands on her arms. keeping her there, letting himself sit with the sensation of being loved. it feels like it shouldn't be allowed, but he wants to drown in it anyway. ]
[ a real goodbye, a message that she had been loved her whole life, a purpose, the beginnings of what would become her home. at the time it felt like a failure, overwhelmed by the feeling of losing saw all over again, but time and distance has revealed that she had gained more than she lost.
cassian had said her father would be proud of her and she knows he meant galen, but saw would have been proud of them all, they had fought to the end. ]
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[ he is distracted from that thought by the press of her knuckles into a particularly tense knot in his back, and he lets out a soft sound of relief when it dissipates, even if it spent a few seconds being painful. his back is so tense, all the time. his entire body is, if he's being honest. ]
[ but her hands are warm. ]
You could find another knot and prove it. [ pls keep at it. ] And we can keep looking for a similar soup.
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even before they could feel each other's emotions, she and cassian were connected. they never needed some mystical bond to build a closeness and intensity that burned brighter than the death star. ]
It was only soup.
[ her arm curls around his chest, drawing herself forward so she can kiss the back of his neck. she made it off jedha with more important things than soup. ]
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[ it's not that cassian forgets about the bond; it's just easier with jyn because she already knows so much about him. it's scarier too, but not the kind of emotional fear he runs from. ]
[ she wraps her arms around him, and he can feel her lips on his skin as much as the warmth and affection she has for him. it's enveloping him as physically as it is emotionally thanks to her hug, and he very carefully settle his hands on her arms. keeping her there, letting himself sit with the sensation of being loved. it feels like it shouldn't be allowed, but he wants to drown in it anyway. ]
Probably good soup.
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[ a real goodbye, a message that she had been loved her whole life, a purpose, the beginnings of what would become her home. at the time it felt like a failure, overwhelmed by the feeling of losing saw all over again, but time and distance has revealed that she had gained more than she lost.
cassian had said her father would be proud of her and she knows he meant galen, but saw would have been proud of them all, they had fought to the end. ]
Better than soup.