"Never, around you," Tannusen was, at least, climbing out of that pit of despair with the distraction. Yes, even with Isaac on the screen, shoulder-length white hair and all.

Not hard to see where the very first, tinniest, smallest seed of an attraction to Cassian might have started, although the men looked nothing much alike other than the big obvious traits.

"Wanna see a funny one with my sister in the third troupe?"