so far, his attempts at pointing out the gap between the real, objective truth and the stories they've been told haven't borne much fruit. either he's felt dismissed, or he's been told to work with what he's been given. the latter of which he doesn't have much choice in doing, honestly — it's that or do nothing at all, which isn't an option no matter what placid face he might be showing most of kenos. to have someone else point this out to him feels something like relief.
he thinks, too, people like us, and wonders what similarities may lie in their respective experiences. people who are tools, is the way cassian reads it. people who are useful. not decision-makers, but hands out in the field, executing what they've been told to do. it's a thought without bitterness. he's known what role he played in his war for years, and he excelled at the doing until he couldn't. that wasn't the rebellion's fault, really. ]
You know, [ ruefully, ] I think I'm the one supposed to be giving you the good advice.
[ less of a new arrival, and all. his smile is a faint, sketched out thing; more in the warmth to his eyes than the slant to his mouth. but it's more real than most he's offered in kenos. ]
I'm Melshi.
[ immediately follows that up by a lie, but whatever. ]
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so far, his attempts at pointing out the gap between the real, objective truth and the stories they've been told haven't borne much fruit. either he's felt dismissed, or he's been told to work with what he's been given. the latter of which he doesn't have much choice in doing, honestly — it's that or do nothing at all, which isn't an option no matter what placid face he might be showing most of kenos. to have someone else point this out to him feels something like relief.
he thinks, too, people like us, and wonders what similarities may lie in their respective experiences. people who are tools, is the way cassian reads it. people who are useful. not decision-makers, but hands out in the field, executing what they've been told to do. it's a thought without bitterness. he's known what role he played in his war for years, and he excelled at the doing until he couldn't. that wasn't the rebellion's fault, really. ]
You know, [ ruefully, ] I think I'm the one supposed to be giving you the good advice.
[ less of a new arrival, and all. his smile is a faint, sketched out thing; more in the warmth to his eyes than the slant to his mouth. but it's more real than most he's offered in kenos. ]
I'm Melshi.
[ immediately follows that up by a lie, but whatever. ]