Cassian navigated through the busy marketplace with a hint of annoyance on his face as you kept pestering him. For the last time, Y/N, you are not coming with me. He stopped in front of a stall and dropped a few gold coins on the counter before glancing back at you. It's too dangerous. He said as the stall keeper placed about five healing potions on the counter, which Cassian then placed into his satchel.
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