#46, Cassian/K2SO

thought-42:

46. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

“Yes,” K-2 says, dryly. “Oh indeed.”

“That is not a one-man monitoring station,” Cassian says, unnecessarily.

“Perhaps they meant one man in a more universal sense,” K-2 says. “We are all one under the glorious Empire and, joined together in our fundamental unity, we will create a very large rocket launcher.”

“I was thinking it looks more like some sort of laser,” Cassian says.

“Having records of over 250 varieties of laser and energy-based weapons systems recorded, I can assure you that you are spectacularly incorrect and now I’m a little concerned about your understanding of basic weaponry and engineering.”

Cassian frowns over at him, then down at his comparatively tiny blaster and frankly embarrassing knives. From their position on the cliff top the stormtroopers below look like toys, but he knows from bloody and painful experience that he and K-2 cannot take on an entire battalion on their own.

“Well,” says K-2. “I’ve taken as many scans and images as I can. Are we going back to the ship or do you have a moderately suicidal spontaneous plan that I’ll need to talk you out of first?”

Cassian studies the layout of the compound, marking possible points of entry on his mental map. “Give me a minute.”

“No,” says K-2. “Absolutely not.”

“We’re already here,” Cassian argues. “We can’t come back empty-handed.”

“We absolutely can, actually.”

Cassian huffs out a breath. “I remember a time when I was in charge of this team. Where my decisions were final.”

“Human memory is a strange thing,” K-2 says cheerfully. “Creating false memories for comfort isn’t that uncommon.” And then, “Can you really call it being in charge of a team if there’s only two of us?”

“Ok,” says Cassian, ignoring the jibe like the mature adult he is. “I’ll compromise with you.”

“Oh no,” K-2 says, and actually takes a step back.

Cassian grins sharply, and kicks gently at the loose shale at the edge of the cliff. “How much explosive did you bring?”

“More than you,” K-2 says.

“Great,” says Cassian. “How do we feel about landslides?”