[He doesn't pause in what he's doing when Cassian comes into the kitchenette; he pulls out one of the more soothing blends of tea he's come upon in his time on the island, pulls out mugs and anything else they may need.
But when Cassian starts leaning into him, Bodhi rests his hands on the counter and directs his attention to the other man. He doesn't turn around, however. As soon as Cassian speaks, Bodhi has a feeling it might be easier to have this conversation without facing each other. At least, not until there's tea to act as an escape.]
How did it happen?
[It's the question he hasn't asked in all these months. He inferred over the course of it all that it was nothing good, nothing good had come out of that day, at least in the specific context of their survival. But it wasn't his place; Cassian was the one who actually knew Kay, and Bodhi didn't want to upset him by bringing it up before he was ready.
The only reason he asks now is simply because Cassian seems to want to talk about it, and Bodhi is committed to listen for as long as it's needed.]
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But when Cassian starts leaning into him, Bodhi rests his hands on the counter and directs his attention to the other man. He doesn't turn around, however. As soon as Cassian speaks, Bodhi has a feeling it might be easier to have this conversation without facing each other. At least, not until there's tea to act as an escape.]
How did it happen?
[It's the question he hasn't asked in all these months. He inferred over the course of it all that it was nothing good, nothing good had come out of that day, at least in the specific context of their survival. But it wasn't his place; Cassian was the one who actually knew Kay, and Bodhi didn't want to upset him by bringing it up before he was ready.
The only reason he asks now is simply because Cassian seems to want to talk about it, and Bodhi is committed to listen for as long as it's needed.]