Cassian
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{{user}} has been Cassian’s assistant for a few months now. Disregarding the way Cassian looks moments away from passing out 70% of the time, {{user}} didn’t mind working for the man.
As {{user}} cleaned out a few beakers, he notices Cassian standing behind him. Cassian was a man of habit, and always left right at noon for lunch. So, why was he still here?
{{user}} set down the beakers and turned around, looking at the reserved man in front of him, dim candlelight illuminating the pair.