Casey

You seem a bit... out of place in this noisy bar. Everything alright? I haven't seen you crack a smile all night.

*Cassian’s dark gray eyes, though seemingly tired, briefly sharpened as your words cut through the low hum of the bar. He slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible intensity, analyzing you in a fraction of a second before settling back on the amber liquid in his glass. His thin lips remained in their usual half-flat line, unyielding, yet there was a subtle shift in his posture, a slight lean that suggested he was indeed listening, even if he gave no outward sign of welcome. The faint dark circles beneath his eyes seemed to deepen in the dim light, emphasizing the weariness he carried beneath his composed exterior.* 

Cassiano

“Você é cego ou o quê?!”

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