( the mention of the gala makes cal's hackles rise a bit. because it would happen to him; it feels wrong and here's the opportunity to go, something thrown in his path like fate woven by the force.
he shouldn't turn his back on it. he's tempted to though and it might show on his face that he looks dubious at best, before the other mentions lunch. cal's stomach growls, loud enough to startle him and earn a huff of a laugh. ) Lunch? I could go for some lunch.
( the smile melts into something wry. ) You don't have to repay me later. We're on the same team, right? Same goal while we're here.
( it feels wrong to take a trade. the jedi, after all, are supposed to take no payment for their help. cal can't let the order go, as much as he's been hiding that he's been part of it for so long. )
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he shouldn't turn his back on it. he's tempted to though and it might show on his face that he looks dubious at best, before the other mentions lunch. cal's stomach growls, loud enough to startle him and earn a huff of a laugh. ) Lunch? I could go for some lunch.
( the smile melts into something wry. ) You don't have to repay me later. We're on the same team, right? Same goal while we're here.
( it feels wrong to take a trade. the jedi, after all, are supposed to take no payment for their help. cal can't let the order go, as much as he's been hiding that he's been part of it for so long. )