[He listened with rapt attention. Cassian might as well be in the middle of telling an intense mystery, with how invested he seemed to be.
He waited for Cassian to finish before leisurely flipping through the pages until he found the next picture that hooked his interest. It would seem that he was particularly taken in by color, pausing on the ones that had vivid flowers and asking about them.
He ended up staying longer than he meant to, considering it seemed like such a thorough book.
Before he realized it, it was getting dark outside, and he was still sitting next to Cassian, still eagerly flipping through the book, unaware of any windows. Without thought he had made a fire above them to use as light, as naturally as one would flip a switch.]
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He waited for Cassian to finish before leisurely flipping through the pages until he found the next picture that hooked his interest. It would seem that he was particularly taken in by color, pausing on the ones that had vivid flowers and asking about them.
He ended up staying longer than he meant to, considering it seemed like such a thorough book.
Before he realized it, it was getting dark outside, and he was still sitting next to Cassian, still eagerly flipping through the book, unaware of any windows. Without thought he had made a fire above them to use as light, as naturally as one would flip a switch.]