#baze: babe look at my gun I could make out with the imperial commandant down here and nobody would try to stop me

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@forceprotected cont’d from [X]

     “—No.” Smiling wryly as he stooped to press a kiss to Chirrut’s neck, large hands firm on his hips. “You will tell me if someone comes. Or you will not, if you feel capricious.” It evidently didn’t matter to him; one of the many luxuries of carrying a repeater cannon on one’s back was the ability to act as one liked without fearing the reaction of others. “Do you object?”