And there was more or less his current plan in a khadi-shell, one stop shy. Maybe she was planning something similar. Maybe he shouldn't be trying to make friends lest she successfully break out and take him along and he never made it to the base. This and other scenarios flashed fast through his mind and he shelved them as not yet relevant. An unusual amount of projections, though. There was something about her.

"Well." Cassian—no, Will—settled back against the wall and sat down, draping his elbow over his knee, as if her answer had helped him relax somewhat. "What do you do in the meantime?"