It's a tiny success, but he will fucking take it, even if he realizes how unprepared he is when she is suddenly in his space.
She smells like gardenias.
Cassian lets her tie it properly, watching her fingers make quick and nimble work of it, stealing glances at her very intense look of concentration too. He thinks she might be intense about almost everything. A smile teases at his face again, though this time he tries to subdue it. "He has tried many, many times to teach me, but I can never seem to get it quite right."
Sometimes he messes up on purpose anyway, mostly because he thinks Bail likes to fix it. He's a very fashion conscientious man, something Cassian has picked up on himself, even if he doesn't care about it as much personally, just in the sense of knowing whatever a mission needs.
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She smells like gardenias.
Cassian lets her tie it properly, watching her fingers make quick and nimble work of it, stealing glances at her very intense look of concentration too. He thinks she might be intense about almost everything. A smile teases at his face again, though this time he tries to subdue it. "He has tried many, many times to teach me, but I can never seem to get it quite right."
Sometimes he messes up on purpose anyway, mostly because he thinks Bail likes to fix it. He's a very fashion conscientious man, something Cassian has picked up on himself, even if he doesn't care about it as much personally, just in the sense of knowing whatever a mission needs.