[ cassian, by contrast, doesn't really know these people. he cares — he wouldn't be here if he didn't — but he's more hesitant to act in ways that seem reckless to him. they're dealing with a danger that even his working knowledge of is incredibly patchy, far outside his wheelhouse. what does immunity really mean, in this case? it's hard to take calculated risks when you don't know any of the variables.
such as: is using magic the same thing as touching it? he shrugs. ]
Let's hope not.
[ like, fuck if he knows. but he produces a knife from seemingly nowhere and hands it to her, then one for himself. how many knives does he have on him? don't worry about it. and cautiously moves towards the vines. they stir, just as they had when lottie approached a moment ago, but he crouches anyway to start trying to cut. here goes nothing, he thinks. ]
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such as: is using magic the same thing as touching it? he shrugs. ]
Let's hope not.
[ like, fuck if he knows. but he produces a knife from seemingly nowhere and hands it to her, then one for himself. how many knives does he have on him? don't worry about it. and cautiously moves towards the vines. they stir, just as they had when lottie approached a moment ago, but he crouches anyway to start trying to cut. here goes nothing, he thinks. ]