[ This moment of selfishness isn't one that he'd hold against her. Despite how firm Cassian likes to think his own boundaries are, they've always bent in the wind, ready to adapt to the environment he's found himself in.
But it's also, almost always, bent in the face of others who are hurting. Who are passionate and compassionate. And how can he turn a blind eye to that when he understands so intimately what it's like to feel adrift and alone and lost? It's almost enough to make him reach out to help wipe some of those telltale tears. He's only stopped because he comes to his own senses and because she simply moves to do it herself. ]
What?
[ In confusion he glances down at his hand. Blood curls around his hand like a red ribbon and it occurs to him that he doesn't remember how or when. In fact, that entire experience swims, slipping through his mind as he tries to recall it. He gives his head a shake trying to clear his head, his vision before nodding and motioning for her to stay here.
When he returns he's more wet than before but seems unfazed by the fact as he uncovers a blanket from beneath his jacket and drapes it a little awkwardly over one of her shoulders. ]
It's no towel but it's something to keep you warm.
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But it's also, almost always, bent in the face of others who are hurting. Who are passionate and compassionate. And how can he turn a blind eye to that when he understands so intimately what it's like to feel adrift and alone and lost? It's almost enough to make him reach out to help wipe some of those telltale tears. He's only stopped because he comes to his own senses and because she simply moves to do it herself. ]
What?
[ In confusion he glances down at his hand. Blood curls around his hand like a red ribbon and it occurs to him that he doesn't remember how or when. In fact, that entire experience swims, slipping through his mind as he tries to recall it. He gives his head a shake trying to clear his head, his vision before nodding and motioning for her to stay here.
When he returns he's more wet than before but seems unfazed by the fact as he uncovers a blanket from beneath his jacket and drapes it a little awkwardly over one of her shoulders. ]
It's no towel but it's something to keep you warm.