wip wednesday

working on a codywan time travel fic today!

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"Thanks..." Cody said leadingly, and they smiled tightly.

"Sarae Fett," they answered, and Cody dipped his head, carefully keeping his face blank. If Sarae was the spouse of their other host, that might just explain why they and Cody looked so much alike. From the way the template had talked, he was the last of his clan. But maybe there's been cousins he didn't know about? It wasn't Cody's place to ask, so he kept his mouth shut. "That's my spouse, Arvan Fett," they said with a gesture, answering Cody's unasked question. Cody nodded again.

"I'd say it was a pleasure, but," Cody said, and shrugged. Arvan let out a rusty laugh, then pushed a warm mug into Cody's hands.

"Drink, you don't look so good yourself," Arvan said, and Cody nodded. By the smell it was spiced caf, a rare treat for a trooper stationed on the front lines, no matter their rank.

"Cheers," Cody said, and took a cautious sip. It was both hot and well spiced, and better than anything Cody'd had in what felt like ages.