fulcrum3: (yavin . when was the last time)
Fulcrum ([personal profile] fulcrum3) wrote 2025-05-14 01:24 am (UTC)

I— He would have given a lot to know how that sentence would have gone. She kept stopping herself. Well, that wasn't up to him. He wondered if she could ever stop feeling like she had to. For now, he gave her hands another gentle, meaning-full squeeze.

The sky was dark. Though he'd risen late, it was disconcerting how time had telescoped and the day vanished. They'd spent it all talking.

Cassian looked up and couldn't see what he sought. Releasing Jyn's hands, he stood and kicked out the remains of the fire. Ashes and shreds of fabric drifted in the air. Now, just far enough away from the city lights, he could see the stars.

"All different, huh?" A fairly pointless question. Every skyscape was specific to the planet you were on, unless you had planned astronomically carefully to be in the place and time of a planet's rotation relative to another's to have the same view of the same part of the Galaxy. You'd still be seeing things at a different angle, but if you knew what to look for, you might spot some of the same features. Here, Cassian didn't recognize anything.

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