[ so that was real, not just a nightmare, but a memory. her eyes close like she can block it out but instead she sees the lines of cassian's body slumped against the grating below her, looking impossibly pale and small and broken. her eyes snap open immediately, staring at the ceiling seems preferable. ]
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[ so that was real, not just a nightmare, but a memory. her eyes close like she can block it out but instead she sees the lines of cassian's body slumped against the grating below her, looking impossibly pale and small and broken. her eyes snap open immediately, staring at the ceiling seems preferable. ]
You might want to get a load of beer.