[ Hands deep in his pockets, Cassian lets his head tip back and squints up at the rows of lights built into the ceiling. ]

When I met him he had been questioned - [ No. ] - tortured for information, and as a result he was a very...nervous man.

So that's what most people saw.

But he had...conviction. Compassion. A strong sense of right and wrong. And he was kind, in the face of a life that didn't reward compassion or kindness.