"I'm not french... this time around," Tannusen said, muffled by having the tip of a thin leather glove stuck between his teeth. Tap tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap tap. Send.
His gaze slid over to Cassian for a moment. He'd felt that stare, however brief. Tannu let the glove drop into his own lap as he tucked the phone back away. "What's wrong, never seen a tiger with scars before?"
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His gaze slid over to Cassian for a moment. He'd felt that stare, however brief. Tannu let the glove drop into his own lap as he tucked the phone back away. "What's wrong, never seen a tiger with scars before?"