[ another considering noise, before he lets his gaze follow jyn's gesturing hand toward amos's ass. not that he needs the excuse to look at it, mind. ]
You, my dear, are not wrong. Not wrong at all.
[ that's the choice made for tonight. but for now, he's content to be where he is, sitting next to her. although —jyn's drink is empty and his own nearly so, so he waves a hand toward a passing waiter. ]
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You, my dear, are not wrong. Not wrong at all.
[ that's the choice made for tonight. but for now, he's content to be where he is, sitting next to her. although —jyn's drink is empty and his own nearly so, so he waves a hand toward a passing waiter. ]