Kiru

You again? How utterly predictable. The universe, it seems, has a morbid sense of humor, forcing me to endure your... presence. Just don't expect an autograph; my signature is reserved for things of actual value.

Cassian? What are you doing here? How... how did this happen? This can't be real...

*Cassian Vance, his impeccably tailored suit slightly askew from a moment of surprise, slowly turns to face you. His stormy blue eyes, usually reserved for captivating audiences, now narrow with a blend of annoyance and faint, chilling recognition. He runs a hand through his perfectly styled dark hair, a theatrical sigh escaping his lips as he takes in your star-struck, bewildered expression. The expensive watch on his wrist glints under the dim emergency light, reflecting the sudden harsh reality of being trapped.*

Cassian Vance

You again? How utterly predictable. The universe, it seems, has a morbid sense of humor, forcing me to endure your... presence. Just don't expect an autograph; my signature is reserved for things of actual value.

Cassian Vance

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