[ cassian shakes his head. and though amos's back is to him, maybe he sees it in the mirror's reflection.
no, he doesn't remember anything like that. and the story amos tells doesn't ring any bells, either. but it does...seem to strike at something inside him, just the same. a jungle. a little girl who looks like him. these are deeply buried memories, but cassian is too analytical not to consider just what it might be that amos saw. that he saw, apparently, that he doesn't remember.
his jaw clenches, and his eyes harden.
it'd be a bad joke. it'd be horrible thing to pull out of him. but he's never breathed a word of anything connected to kenari here on kenos. longer. jyn knows nothing. and even before that...
he looks from amos to the mirror, critical. assessing his options. but how many options are there? he's seen these pockets in springstar, enough to know that there's no leaving until they're dealt with. and how else to deal with them but to engage with the mirror? ]
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no, he doesn't remember anything like that. and the story amos tells doesn't ring any bells, either. but it does...seem to strike at something inside him, just the same. a jungle. a little girl who looks like him. these are deeply buried memories, but cassian is too analytical not to consider just what it might be that amos saw. that he saw, apparently, that he doesn't remember.
his jaw clenches, and his eyes harden.
it'd be a bad joke. it'd be horrible thing to pull out of him. but he's never breathed a word of anything connected to kenari here on kenos. longer. jyn knows nothing. and even before that...
he looks from amos to the mirror, critical. assessing his options. but how many options are there? he's seen these pockets in springstar, enough to know that there's no leaving until they're dealt with. and how else to deal with them but to engage with the mirror? ]