[ Cassian has slowly learned to read the unreadable mask - or rather the body language of the unreadable mask. While some gods and mortals might feel unsettled in the presence of him, Cassian can't say that he's ever felt that. Concern does tend to rear its head whenever he's away for long periods of time and he recalls what his friend looked like before he had dusted, but he's since recalled that expressing concern and arguing with Viktor is not something that has proven successful. He knows without a doubt that hovering would not be taken kindly. And Cassian's own nature not being conducive to babysitting a god aside, he knows that calling that aloud would also be met with more trouble than is worth.
Despite Viktor saying that he might find it familiar, the blueprints don't seem to ring any bells - at least not immediately. He pulls it closer to him, eyes skimming over Viktor's shorthand that he's come to learn and eventually recall. ]
Isn't there a droid in your domain that looks like this?
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Despite Viktor saying that he might find it familiar, the blueprints don't seem to ring any bells - at least not immediately. He pulls it closer to him, eyes skimming over Viktor's shorthand that he's come to learn and eventually recall. ]
Isn't there a droid in your domain that looks like this?
[ At least that much he can recall. ]