gadaboutdetective | PSLs and Meme Overflows

I would never just expect you to get me out of that kind of trouble, that’s uh— a rather awkward position to put a friend in. Potentially dangerous, even...?

[And... He’s honestly missing the point entirely. Not surprising if you knew the man at all, he’s not used to people watching out for him if his surprise at waking up in his own bed were anything to go by.]

Mm... Besides, I’ll only be in trouble if they find out the information leak came from me.

[He’s... still working out that detail. So he sounded less confident than he would have liked to on the matter, but it isn’t like he could just pretend that he didn’t know anything and move on. Llewellyn couldn’t simply collect all these files and then sweep them under a rug because the person was powerful or important in some way, that’s what everyone had wanted him to do when he worked on the local force. It was why they finally fired him.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t afraid of the consequences of pursuing these sorts of cases, Llewellyn knew what it was like to be in danger of various kinds and he certainly didn’t enjoy it. Unfortunately, afraid or not, he was usually driven to see things through to the end.]

You and I both know that I can’t uh— I can’t just not do anything about it. People like that— the whole system... it can’t be allowed to continue as it is.

[ Derroc winces, direct hit to a bystander's uneasy conscience. ] Yeah, okay, okay, just-- just be careful. [ He reaches over, pressing his knuckles against Llewellyn's sleeve for a moment, and his tone softens. ] Okay? Be careful.

[ In the back of his head, he's calculating rapidly. He's seen Watts on a vindicated tear before now. There's no stopping him, but maybe if Cassian can slow him down, keep a rein on the situation, he can salvage this. Throw the weight of Derroc's cowardice behind his concern. Divert some of that righteous energy into winning him over, enlisting his technical aid. Let Watts convince his friend, and get his own hands on these files in the process. Maybe. Maybe. ]

[The tone, and the gesture, go a long way for softening Llewellyn up. It always does when someone expresses their concern for his well-being considering how unused to it he was. It’s a very smart move on Cassian’s part. It would slow the detective down, or at least keep him a little more mindful for a time. How long that would be for was anyone’s guess, probably only as long as it took for him to find something that blew the case open and prompted him to act quickly.

Still, it would stall him somewhat.

But he finally nodded and tried to put on a confident smile. It’s still a tad awkward, but he thinks it should do the trick to settle Derroc’s nerves on the matter.]

You have my word, I’ll do my best to be careful. After all, It won’t do anyone any good if this information gets buried.

Yeah. [ He relaxes visibly, smiling back - reassured, if not wholly relieved - and gives Watts's shoulder a good-natured nudge. ] Yeah, you're right. No point borrowing trouble, right? [ And then, hurriedly changing the subject: ] How's the head? I've got a couple painkillers if you need them.

Precisely.

[He smiles, a little more at ease and glad that he’d apparently settled his friends mood. Even if it was only a touch less concerned than before, it was a win.

Turning his attention to the question, he offered an awkward expression.]

Well, uh— I did get knocked out by a Wookiee, so it could be better? [They pack quite a lot of force behind their punches.] I did take something before I left to meet you though, Derroc. So! I should be fine. I’ll be sure to take you up on the offer if what I took doesn’t work.

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