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[spellslots]

shouldnt have a phone then or like talk to cisco i bet he could make a phone that erases all your texts

[evasives]

Do you really think I would have any conversation I wanted to keep secret on a device that records my words in the first place?

[realists]

Yes.

But later. I'll tell you about the Pontas later.

[evasives]

[ oh no his jyn is sad senses are tingling :( ]

Whenever you want to, Jyn. Whenever you're ready.

[realists]

You'll have to think of a different time frame because that may be never.

[ lmao talking about grief? yeah, no, she will not be ready for that. gross, disgusting. she refuses to even allow herself to feel it. ]

[spellslots]

i dont know your life im not your dad

[evasives]

I don't want to force it out of you.

I just want to know more about you, too.

[realists]

You wouldn't force it and I know that.

[evasives]

Then I'll ask again, another time.

[evasives]

I am a spy, Taako, and my father is long dead, so I would hope not.

[spellslots]

dude dont make it sad :(
sorry about your dad

[realists]

Deal.

I'm technically a Valltii citizen.

[ going back to what he knows about her already. ]

Maybe that is what I should say when people ask me where I am from.

[evasives]

It would get you out of further questioning about where you are from. Vallt. Ice planet. End of story.

[realists]

Tambolor.

That was the prison.

[ achievement unlocked: origin story ]

Not something I will tell other people.

[evasives]

[every piece of herself that she shares with him feels precious, even if it's fragments of something he'd already known. but it's different hearing it from her versus reading it in a file.]

The secret is safe. I am very good at keeping them.

[evasives]

It's just a fact. You are in a much better place to know my life than he is.

[spellslots]

people are usually sad about dead parents
we never met ours so i dont really give a shit but most people do

[evasives]

I've been on my own since I was six. My grief is more dull than gone, but I have had to continue living.

[spellslots]

thats kinda how life works huh
im kinda shit at this do you want cupcakes

[The only way he knows how to comfort people is affection or food and he doesn't think Cassian wants affection.]

[realists]

I can imagine.

I guess I can always blame my parents for winding up in prison eventually. They didn't set a good example.

[evasives]

In their defense, I am sure they were not expecting a Separatist takeover of the planet.

[evasives]

Life with war, at least.

I will never say no to cupcakes. Can you even bake while drunk?

[spellslots]

we werent at war back then shit just sucked

[He doesn't talk about his aunt a lot, because he doesn't talk about losing people he cares about.]

i can sure fucking try or like i could do something easier? regular cake?

[realists]

Likely story.

My mother told me the story when I asked why we had no pictures of me as a newborn. I was convinced she'd found me and picked me like a starblossom instead of having gave birth to me.

[evasives]

The Quarantine is the first time I can remember not being at war.

Try a cake this time, cupcakes the next. Be the drunk scientist you've always wanted to be.