"That's reassuring," quiet and dry; but he does follow Bodhi inside. It's a room much like the other two, though crowded with furniture, and moreso with three - no, four men trying not to trip over each other within its confines. The air has a faint, not unpleasant scent, unlike the metallic tang that pervades Bodhi's space.
Cassian offers a small, uneasy smile to that fourth as he clears his path: middle-aged, thickset, long hair and a resigned expression. "Sorry about this," he murmurs.
In answer he receives a long, penetrating look. "Hmm," is all Baze says, however, before he turns back to his task.
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Date: 2020-01-27 05:59 am (UTC)Cassian offers a small, uneasy smile to that fourth as he clears his path: middle-aged, thickset, long hair and a resigned expression. "Sorry about this," he murmurs.
In answer he receives a long, penetrating look. "Hmm," is all Baze says, however, before he turns back to his task.