[ He glances over at Cassian, then looks away just as promptly, closing his eyes and propping his head on his hand, elbow settling on the armrest of his seat. He doesn't even know what he is thinking, his mind scattered all over the place, unable to focus on anything.
The comment comes across as an open question of sorts, and for a moment Jim debates on whether or not he should answer it. He sighs, quiet. ]
I lost someone, is all. [ Cassian probably has known him long enough to not need to ask who that someone is, and Jim doesn't specify it either. ]
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The comment comes across as an open question of sorts, and for a moment Jim debates on whether or not he should answer it. He sighs, quiet. ]
I lost someone, is all. [ Cassian probably has known him long enough to not need to ask who that someone is, and Jim doesn't specify it either. ]