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[ouzel]

Not exactly an acceptable outcome is it?

[ Cassian gives a little smirk and finishes making his tea before sliding down to a corner and tucking his knees in. ]

[ktwo]

[ If K-2 had eyebrows, they would be furrowed. This is a puzzle he cannot solve.

He stands awkwardly, too tall for the low-ceilinged space, over Cassian. ]

There is no acceptable solution. You will simply have to learn to lie better.

[ouzel]

I can't lie for us both, Kay, not all the time.

You will have to learn too.

[ Nevermind he's been at this literally forever. ]

[ktwo]

Drat.

[ He'd almost thought he'd escaped the blame. ]

[ouzel]

[ Reaching up and patting K2 on the arm. ]

Sorry, friend.

[ktwo]

No you're not.

[ But the patting is appreciated. He bends his knees, crouching to be more at a level with Cassian. ]

I will try to lie better. I can practice by lying to you.

[ouzel]

Maybe just a little bit.

[ He hates to see Kay struggle with things, especially considering how good he is at most stuff. ]

You can practice by lying to me, it's true.

[ktwo]

[ He thinks for a moment, then starts with... ] It's awful warm here. Are you warm? I'm warm.

[ouzel]

[ See this? This is why Kay is great, because suddenly Cassian is laughing, his breath creating little clouds of air between them. ]

Not a bad start.

[ktwo]

[ He straightens, preening. ]

See? I can lie. I'm good at lying.

[ouzel]

[ Cassian is still laughing. ]

It does need some nuance, I'm afraid, but excellent, excellent start.

[ktwo]

A nuanced lie.

[ He thinks on that for a moment. ]

You are a good pilot. I quite enjoy the way you ignore my calculations.

[ouzel]

[ Cassian snorts at that one. ]

You haven't asked to fly with anyone else so I suspect there's some truth in that.

[ktwo]

You would get lost without me.

[ Not a lie. ]

[ouzel]

This is why we work well together.

[ Cassian takes in a breath. It's good to laugh. ]

[ktwo]

Yes, well. [ He starts to turn away. Pauses. Turns back. ] Yes.

[ Now he's turning away, going to check the weather readings. ]

The storm will continue through the night. It would be best to "bunk down."

[ouzel]

[ There's a soft smile that turns into a yawn; something about the bitter cold makes one want to sleep, and a lot. ]

Let me just... [ There's blankets to be gathered and more tea to drink and then he'll be 'bunked' in this corner because talking to Kay is better than letting the ghosts of whispers into his head right now or at any moment. ]

Okay. [ Announces the blanket captain, ] I'm good for now.

[ktwo]

[ As he busies himself in preparation, K-2 continues to monitor the storm's progress. ]

Very well. I will keep watch.

[ouzel]

It's not really your fault that we're here, you know.

[ They'd both stammered and it hadn't ended well. ]

It's better than if you weren't.

[ktwo]

[ He pauses in his calculations, turning his head to regard Cassian and his blanket pile. ]

It would be better for both of us if we were not here.

[ouzel]

Yeah, well.

[ That's not exactly untrue. ]

It'd be worse for me if I was here and you weren't, was my point.

[ktwo]

Yes. [ He nods, returning to the monitors. ] That would undoubtedly be worse for you.

[ouzel]

[ Cassian rolls his eyes and finishes his tea, curling himself into a ball and trying to ignore the seeping cold. He'll survive, he's relatively sure of it, but he hates feeling trapped. Even with Kay, who helps a lot, Cassian fidgets and pulls at being locked in one place, unable to move, unable to leave.

Not to mention the fact that he's worried they're practically sitting ducks for scavengers or anyone else who decides to come poking around during the storm.

Eventually he drifts off, but within a few minutes startles awake again.

Nightmares. Kay is probably used to Cassian's broken sleep cycle by now. ]

I should make you a sweater.

[ A beat. ]

I'm serious.

[ktwo]

[ When he hears Cassian's fidgeting stop, K-2 peers over his shoulder to check that he's fallen asleep. He then begins a mental timer counting down until-- Ah. Eight minutes, thirty four seconds. Not bad. ]

I know you are.

[ That doesn't mean that a sweater would have any purpose for K-2SO. But he knows that in this state, telling Cassian such would be pointless. ]

You haven't got any yarn.

[ouzel]

[ Not bad, considering...well considering that Cassian is a hot mess, yeah. ]

It would be good, then I could hug you when it's cold and not get stuck.

[ Also it gives him something to do, something with his hands, something not innately destructive. ]

I'll get yarn.