"These were from my dad," he manages to get in before Bodhi bursts in, and the surprise of it has his hand dropping to her waist, like he needs it for a ballast to balance them both.

Fortunately, he is pretty sure Bodhi misses it, too occupied with telling his sister to fuck off. That's a familiar back and forth.

Cassian is indeed always punctual, and he knows they still have a few minutes. He slips his hand from her hip and very slowly closes up the final button. He doesn't... want to step away, so he lingers unnecessarily, idly tugging at the final and lowest button like he's moving it to a more proper spot (as if buttons can even move). "Okay," he says a little quietly. "You look ready now, with time to spare."