[Nyx sees Jefferson and is too busy staring at him to notice Cassian's expression shift. He...recalls significantly less scarves. Less everything, in fact. He licks his lip, glancing away at the shop itself and crossing his arms.
Under his breath:]
Well, this is awkward.
[You know...an ex-girlfriend is one thing, but if he's going to be getting intimate memories of other people he'd rather have been an active participant in his own life.
It's fine. This is fine. It's not really a Thing if he doesn't make it one. He turns back, expression pleasant.]
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Under his breath:]
Well, this is awkward.
[You know...an ex-girlfriend is one thing, but if he's going to be getting intimate memories of other people he'd rather have been an active participant in his own life.
It's fine. This is fine. It's not really a Thing if he doesn't make it one. He turns back, expression pleasant.]
I'm expecting literal magic here, you know.