"I see through you, Chirrut Imwe," Baze insisted, nudging against him. There was a smile in his voice. "You could find something, if you really wanted to." But he wasn't going to ask Chirrut to stop, because it was good money when he got it, and Chirrut liked it, whatever their ideologies were. Besides, most of the gangs here were against the Empire and Baze couldn't disagree with that.
"But this is the man I know." He leaned closer, kissed Chirrut's cheek.
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Date: 2017-02-16 02:16 am (UTC)"But this is the man I know." He leaned closer, kissed Chirrut's cheek.