Cassian starts at the sound of Poe's voice, forgetting the hazard of the heavy glass and plastic just above his skull too late; there's the definite sound of impact and mierda before Cassian hauls himself clear and frowns at Poe.

Only to be immediately replaced by a smile, and Cassian crossing the room to grab Poe by the shoulders.

"I'm sure I'll find some way of making it up." The poor customer service, that is. Either way, shut up and be hugged, Poe.