"Your resting bitchface was a force to be reckoned with," Bodhi smirks. He wishes the term had existed back then, not that his 24 year old self would have had the guts to use it, at first.
"Although, I don't know, everything I'm hearing about that place is...grim." he allows himself to settle back down fully, weight half pressing into Cassian and half digging into the couch cushions at his back. He lets his head rest on Cassian's shoulder and keeps on dragging fingers through his hair, frowning pensively. "He told me Neph's there, too. Not Djem, thank god, but I--I don't want any of what I'm hearing to be real."
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Date: 2019-10-09 03:48 am (UTC)"Although, I don't know, everything I'm hearing about that place is...grim." he allows himself to settle back down fully, weight half pressing into Cassian and half digging into the couch cushions at his back. He lets his head rest on Cassian's shoulder and keeps on dragging fingers through his hair, frowning pensively. "He told me Neph's there, too. Not Djem, thank god, but I--I don't want any of what I'm hearing to be real."