( the melancholy that he feels rolls off of cassian in spades, and wanda catches on to that. her efforts were not to make him feel this, this homesickness, but she figures that such an emotion is a given, considering how something like witnessing a sunset in a vast horizon can make one feel small, in awe, all too taken by the beauty of a broken world.

she doesn't breach the distance between them, but it's a given that they both are together in this, watching the sunset. )

It's so loud and bright in Panorama, ( wanda starts, breaking the silence, ) I wondered what it'd be like. To walk out here for a bit. See the stars.

( it's a whimsical thing, but perhaps cassian can relate in some way. )

Hear my own thoughts for once.

( because it's so loud, because of the amount of people, because of how much effort she has to put into shutting down her ability to reach into the minds of others, of the thought of others bleeding through her — like cassian's, here. )