Clio Scarlett burst out laughing.
Not a polite chuckle. Not an awkward giggle. Full-bodied, hysterical laughter, so sudden and loud it made Cassian take an instinctive step back. She bent forward, clutching her stomach, tears springing to her eyes as she wheezed like she'd just heard the funniest joke of her life.
"Oh—oh my God," she gasped between laughs, pointing vaguely at him. "You... you really committed to this bit—"
She looked at Cassian again and dissolved into another fit, laughter ricocheting off the walls of the cramped room.
Cassian stood there, heat crawling up his neck. Offended didn't even begin to cover it. His jaw tightened, a familiar, dangerous calm settling over him, the kind that usually preceded broken bones. For a fleeting, ugly second, his mind supplied a dozen efficient ways to make this woman stop laughing forever.
He crushed the thought just as quickly.
