"You can make it private," Jyn assures him with a soft bite in her tone, stubborn. Her heels click against the tile floor as she taps her foot impatiently. He is the one that said it would be easier if he had his own and now he is being difficult -- which is a purposefully literal and incorrect summation of what he said, but she doesn't care.
She is going to make him make an instagram so she can tag him, but another thought occurs to her and a crease sprouts between her eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"
She is a journalist, this is her job, but what is he doing here.
Perfect, she gives him the opportunity to deflect without him having to come up with it himself!
"Work," he says easily, smiling in amusement as she impatiently taps her foot. He knows that won't be enough, so he supposes he can give her a little bit more at this point. "NATO. It takes me all over the place. What about you? What are you writing on now?"
He knows she's a writer, but the press badge she's got today suggests some kind of journalist, especially with this kind of access to Cuba.
"The change in diplomatic relations in a post-Brexit not actually Great Britain." She rattles it off quickly, used to spitting out the gist of her topic in order to get the information she needs but this time it is simply spat out to move on, like old gum.
"If you work for NATO." If. That's a challenge. "You should know enough about encryption to make your instagram private."
Being evasive doesn't generally work with journalists or writers, trained to dig in their heels and root for the truth even if it seems impossible or a dead end. Jyn in particular excels at blowing holes in dead end stories and waltzing through the wreckage.
"Why would I lie about something like that?" Which, he guesses some people might lie about working for NATO, and Cassian knows he can be a very good liar if need be. But it hadn't occurred to him to lie to her. They just haven't had time to sit down and talk a whole lot. "Private yes, but still existing on the internet. You are not the first to try and convince me to make one."
She might dismissively rattle off her research but he can still be interested in it! "You won't run out of material at this rate." Brexit is a disaster.
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She is going to make him make an instagram so she can tag him, but another thought occurs to her and a crease sprouts between her eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"
She is a journalist, this is her job, but what is he doing here.
no subject
"Work," he says easily, smiling in amusement as she impatiently taps her foot. He knows that won't be enough, so he supposes he can give her a little bit more at this point. "NATO. It takes me all over the place. What about you? What are you writing on now?"
He knows she's a writer, but the press badge she's got today suggests some kind of journalist, especially with this kind of access to Cuba.
no subject
"If you work for NATO." If. That's a challenge. "You should know enough about encryption to make your instagram private."
Being evasive doesn't generally work with journalists or writers, trained to dig in their heels and root for the truth even if it seems impossible or a dead end. Jyn in particular excels at blowing holes in dead end stories and waltzing through the wreckage.
no subject
She might dismissively rattle off her research but he can still be interested in it! "You won't run out of material at this rate." Brexit is a disaster.