Fic: Unintelligent Design

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I got bored again I guess

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As a rule, Jyn tried to live her life with few regrets. Not that she hadn’t made mistakes (and boy, there had been some mistakes), but she tried not to let any of them turn into regrets. 

That said she was seriously starting to regret helping Cassian rebuild K-2SO. Of course, he could’ve done it without her, but there was a significant chance if she had done nothing, Cassian would still be short quite a few parts to complete the infuriating thing. 

“For the last time,” she said, stabbing at the protein mush the canteen served up for dinner. “It’s not your business to convert people.” The latest recruitment mission had been rather less than successful and this time, it wasn’t her fault.

“I was not converting them,” he said. “I was simply correcting.”

“You were making the mission more difficult,” Jyn grumbled. “It’s hard to convince people to support your cause when your fucking droid is going around telling everyone their cultural beliefs are ‘wrong.’“ 

“Well, they were.”

“That’s not the point. Cassian, back me up.” 

Cassian blinked and looked up. “I’m sorry?”

“Tell Kay I’m right.”

“Oh…” Cassian glanced nervously between them. “Kay, uh, you just have to try to understand Jyn’s point of view…”

Kay huffed. “You were not listening. This is highly uncharacteristic. Are you in need of medical attention?”

Cassian glared. “No.”

But Jyn glanced down and his tray was still full, like he’d spent the whole meal just pushing food around. As much as she hated to agree with Kay… “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Cassian put down his fork. “I’m fine. Just not hungry.”

“You have not eaten in over ten hours,” said Kay.

“What? Did you skip lunch or something?” They’d been in hyperspace for most of the day, with more than enough freeze-dried rations.

“Not on purpose.” He shrugged. “I just forgot, I guess.”

Jyn narrowed her eyes. It was still hard for her to tell when Cassian was lying, but in the present moment she wasn’t inclined to interrogate him about his eating habits. Everyone skipped meals from time to time, didn’t they? So she shrugged and moved on. “Anyway– Kay, the point isn’t whether they were wrong, you were being rude.”

Kay huffed. “Organics.”

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