"Oh." Crowe doesn't quite relax, last night was still... all kinds of complicated, as is everything. "Cassian fed me sandwiches last night."

That does explain why the coffee is good, too, but she doesn't bring that up. And she can't quite bring herself up to say that she met Cassian last night, because that sort of feels off, wrong, even if she knows it was for the first time.

"He's Nyx's..." ... and she trails off, making a small wave with her hand, because fuck if she knows what.