The rest of dinner passed… surprisingly comfortably. The conversation drifted to more casual places, but they talked as if they'd known each other much longer than they actually did. There were even a few silences that felt compatible, not weighted or strange. Cassian not only didn't have to force himself to eat, but was surprised when he looked down and found he'd finished his meal. He hadn't been paying attention to it.
(Only to her.)
He didn't overthink paying for the meal; he'd invited her, after all. They'd figure out joint and/or separate credit accounts later. When he offered his arm on the way out, it was with another conspiratorial smile; the pageant more firmly a shared joke they were playing on everyone else, not something they had to do for one another.
They took the long way back, walking off the meal, taking in some of the sights of the city. Maybe also delaying having to figure out anything else this evening.
But finally, they were back at… their apartment. Cassian opened the door, but stood still a moment in the hall, just looking in.
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Date: 2019-06-14 05:04 am (UTC)The rest of dinner passed… surprisingly comfortably. The conversation drifted to more casual places, but they talked as if they'd known each other much longer than they actually did. There were even a few silences that felt compatible, not weighted or strange. Cassian not only didn't have to force himself to eat, but was surprised when he looked down and found he'd finished his meal. He hadn't been paying attention to it.
(Only to her.)
He didn't overthink paying for the meal; he'd invited her, after all. They'd figure out joint and/or separate credit accounts later. When he offered his arm on the way out, it was with another conspiratorial smile; the pageant more firmly a shared joke they were playing on everyone else, not something they had to do for one another.
They took the long way back, walking off the meal, taking in some of the sights of the city. Maybe also delaying having to figure out anything else this evening.
But finally, they were back at… their apartment. Cassian opened the door, but stood still a moment in the hall, just looking in.