Kay emoting, in whatever flavor, made the edges of Cassian's mouth curve upward. The smile was stopped in its tracks by what came next. I was deactivated.

(Climb. Locking the vault door now.

How could it still be so haunting with Kay right here?)

—No, Kay was right: Cassian did hate casinos. But he was so extremely glad to hear Kay say it—be here to say anything.

"All right. Tell me something I never knew about you. Something I wouldn't make up." First things first: confirm they were both real. They could handle or solve whatever else, after that, together.