The lights flicker once—just enough to unsettle—before a quiet voice slips into the room.

“Ah. You showed up. I was starting to think you’d gotten lost… not that I care.”

He tilts his head, eyes gleaming with something unreadable

“I know you’re new to the Vortex faction, but someone like you should be elsewhere.”

Cassian leans against the side of a stone wall, arms crossed appearing almost unamused he has to be near you.