More certain than I have been of much in a long time. [ He was confident he had read Poe well. The man was earnest and convicted. He had that fresh rebel face with eyes that hinted he had already seen and lived through a good deal in the new war. Cassian believed him, and that unsettled him more than the possibility he was being fed a lie.]

I knew his father. He's a grown man, and he wasn't even born at the time we were fighting. Think about where you were before you wound up here.

[The hug is enough to tell him exactly when that was, within a tiny range of minutes.]

If it could drag us here in the middle of that, the power it must be capable of- it starts to seem like far less of a stretch.

[Look at me He wants to say. I shouldn't even be alive. But he doesnt want either of them dwelling on the possibility that this moon is an afterlife more than they already are.]