Sprinkles, for her part, looks up at Bodhi. Her mouth is closed but a tiny edge of fang protrudes, giving her a bit of a scrappy look. She seems poised to jump on Bodhi's lap and gives a disappointed whine when he gets up. Cassian tries not to smile. There are more serious matters at hand.
While Bodhi tastes, Cassian tilts the laptop screen slightly toward Jyn, his eyebrows raised. He's careful to keep his face neutral, not to give her any reason to think that he's looking at her in any kind of accusation. The idea of moving to a house does actually have its appeal but he's also curious as to why Jyn's been doing this search on her own. They keep so few secrets anymore that whenever someone does, it becomes a point of discussion.
"Supposedly if you eat too much of that raw, you'll get sick," he adds when Bodhi goes poking into Jyn's batter.
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While Bodhi tastes, Cassian tilts the laptop screen slightly toward Jyn, his eyebrows raised. He's careful to keep his face neutral, not to give her any reason to think that he's looking at her in any kind of accusation. The idea of moving to a house does actually have its appeal but he's also curious as to why Jyn's been doing this search on her own. They keep so few secrets anymore that whenever someone does, it becomes a point of discussion.
"Supposedly if you eat too much of that raw, you'll get sick," he adds when Bodhi goes poking into Jyn's batter.