"You could have just told me you wanted to do it yourself," Kira doesn't quite chide, "instead of slinking off mid-lie about errands you never do." It's nice to see Bodhi again: it's nice to see Bodhi under the layers of hermit-scruff, closer to the man he invited to live in his house months ago.
It's a strange thought: he's known Bodhi longer than he'd known Casey. Longer than he got to know Ren, almost as long as Jyn. He might even be starting to understand him.
Just starting.
Kira's sitting at the righted kitchen table when Bodhi returns from his grooming. The clothes make sense--not in a familiar way, but as a gift, and Bodhi seems much improved by his trip across the divide. No weapons or running from magical badgers needed, it seems. "Would you make some of that stronger tea," he asks, rather than getting up to offer food and something made with the regular kettle. There's still a wheeze in his chest from a cold he caught in the rain, and this time he's not going to overwork himself into a bout of pneumonia.
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It's a strange thought: he's known Bodhi longer than he'd known Casey. Longer than he got to know Ren, almost as long as Jyn. He might even be starting to understand him.
Just starting.
Kira's sitting at the righted kitchen table when Bodhi returns from his grooming. The clothes make sense--not in a familiar way, but as a gift, and Bodhi seems much improved by his trip across the divide. No weapons or running from magical badgers needed, it seems. "Would you make some of that stronger tea," he asks, rather than getting up to offer food and something made with the regular kettle. There's still a wheeze in his chest from a cold he caught in the rain, and this time he's not going to overwork himself into a bout of pneumonia.