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“Does he look like a killer?"

She was watching Cassian and Bodhi descend into the mud when she heard Chirrut's voice. She turned to look and saw he was speaking to Baze.

"No," Baze said, after a moment of thought. "He has the face of a friend."

"Who are you talking about?" she asked.

Baze eyed her appraisingly. "Captain Andor," he said, flat.

She should have been irritated by the curt explanation. Instead she could only muster vague confusion. "Why do you ask that?" she said, looking to Chirrut now. "What do you mean, Does he look like a killer?"

"The Force moves darkly near a creature that's about to kill," Chirrut answered.”