[ The sound of the tires against the road and the low rhythmic beat of the lofi that hums through the stereo fill the silence as he waits for her to decide if she wants to expand or leave it be.
Whatever she decides, doesn't matter to him – or rather, he won't be offended or annoyed if she decides that she doesn't want to clarify anything. People have said things before that they don't necessarily intend and been burned by it. This isn't one of those situations.
There's no risk here. Well, except perhaps her own perceived embarrassment and having to sit in that for the remainder of the drive.
But then she clarifies and Cassian's own realization dawns on the tail end of that. Friends. He didn't make them easily. Hasn't in a while due to the nature of his work. But they are here for the foreseeable future and there wasn't any harm in that. In being friends. Unexpectedly, the word soothes a balm against a part of his heart he hadn't realized had been tender in the absence of those that he did in fact call friends. ]
Is that what you want to be? [ But then he corrects himself, realizing that that would do little to help the awkwardness that she's feeling (and by extension the awkwardness he's beginning to feel). ] I don't usually make a habit of picking up strangers. You never know what they're going to do.
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Whatever she decides, doesn't matter to him – or rather, he won't be offended or annoyed if she decides that she doesn't want to clarify anything. People have said things before that they don't necessarily intend and been burned by it. This isn't one of those situations.
There's no risk here. Well, except perhaps her own perceived embarrassment and having to sit in that for the remainder of the drive.
But then she clarifies and Cassian's own realization dawns on the tail end of that. Friends. He didn't make them easily. Hasn't in a while due to the nature of his work. But they are here for the foreseeable future and there wasn't any harm in that. In being friends. Unexpectedly, the word soothes a balm against a part of his heart he hadn't realized had been tender in the absence of those that he did in fact call friends. ]
Is that what you want to be? [ But then he corrects himself, realizing that that would do little to help the awkwardness that she's feeling (and by extension the awkwardness he's beginning to feel). ] I don't usually make a habit of picking up strangers. You never know what they're going to do.