There wasn't much Cassian feared for himself. He'd avoided attachments for so long to avoid having to fear what his loss might do to others.
Strategic brain snapping to rapidfire.
Being given that as an invitation… suggested that running was the wrong thing to do. Not-Luke was confident he'd be able to catch him, and just played into the game of making Cassian the prey to be hunted.
The danger of the situation was unambiguous now. Staying put didn't seem a good option either.
…Except… Cassian had more options than he once would now. …Would the energy field/force shield work against… the Force?
He didn't know. But all the other options, he had a feeling he did know. And none of them were good. So in this case, opt for the unknown.
Exhaling quietly, trying to keep his movement slow, Cassian raised both hands palm-out in surrender.
Trying to be polite didn't work not to provoke. Maybe the only thing for it was… to provoke. Initiate detonation. While he was ready for it. Hoping he could find a moment where Not Luke got worn out or lost interest to get away, and until then… see how long he could hold the shield.]
They say Jedi defend, not attack.
[Said with the edge of having known the Jedi as an enemy during the Clone Wars. (Though he'd never seen one firsthand; and though they had indeed been disparaged on the Rim for their prioritization of personal code and virtue over, as the insurgents thought, doing what was necessary.)
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Jyn. Kay.
There wasn't much Cassian feared for himself. He'd avoided attachments for so long to avoid having to fear what his loss might do to others.
Strategic brain snapping to rapidfire.
Being given that as an invitation… suggested that running was the wrong thing to do. Not-Luke was confident he'd be able to catch him, and just played into the game of making Cassian the prey to be hunted.
The danger of the situation was unambiguous now. Staying put didn't seem a good option either.
…Except… Cassian had more options than he once would now. …Would the energy field/force shield work against… the Force?
He didn't know. But all the other options, he had a feeling he did know. And none of them were good. So in this case, opt for the unknown.
Exhaling quietly, trying to keep his movement slow, Cassian raised both hands palm-out in surrender.
And invisibly flung up a protective shield.
Trying to be polite didn't work not to provoke. Maybe the only thing for it was… to provoke. Initiate detonation. While he was ready for it. Hoping he could find a moment where Not Luke got worn out or lost interest to get away, and until then… see how long he could hold the shield.]
They say Jedi defend, not attack.
[Said with the edge of having known the Jedi as an enemy during the Clone Wars. (Though he'd never seen one firsthand; and though they had indeed been disparaged on the Rim for their prioritization of personal code and virtue over, as the insurgents thought, doing what was necessary.)
And also having already seen this "Jedi" kill.]