It feels like a shift. He doesn't know what it means for the future, but for now they're on more equal footing. He doesn't quite smile when she gives her own version of acceptance, but his face softens. He nods at her before she goes back to the kitchen, and only when she disappears does a smile briefly flicker on his face.

He raises an eyebrow when she comes back with all the beer, but he doesn't object. It's probably not a good idea, but he can't seem to care much. Cassian sets his now empty bottle on the table and sinks back into the couch, letting himself actually get a little comfortable for once. "Two of those are mine, right?"