[Cassian's already on edge by the time he's sitting on the couch, and he stares at Bodhi in silence for a long time after he finishes speaking, his face unreadable, his emotions boiling over internally but never reaching his face. The only evidence of a reaction comes in the slow curling of his fists until his knuckles are white.
He likes to think he knows Bodhi well enough by now, and that Bodhi knows him well enough, that he wouldn't intentionally play with Cassian's emotions in such a cruel, almost sadistic way. Especially not so shortly after they finally discussed Kay's destruction and how it had affected Cassian in ways that had left cracks and scars no one ever saw.
His teeth grind momentarily, and he slowly exhales, his collar hot and his nails biting into his palms.]
A spy? Someone who got hold of Kay's data files. [That had to be it. Cassian's tone gets dangerous, low and even and filled with a well-contained violence.]
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He likes to think he knows Bodhi well enough by now, and that Bodhi knows him well enough, that he wouldn't intentionally play with Cassian's emotions in such a cruel, almost sadistic way. Especially not so shortly after they finally discussed Kay's destruction and how it had affected Cassian in ways that had left cracks and scars no one ever saw.
His teeth grind momentarily, and he slowly exhales, his collar hot and his nails biting into his palms.]
A spy? Someone who got hold of Kay's data files. [That had to be it. Cassian's tone gets dangerous, low and even and filled with a well-contained violence.]
I'll kill him.