[ He is giving away way too much. It'd be almost cute if it wasn't so worrying. As it is, Cassian hopes to whatever small gods are in the vicinity that nobody's told this kid anything important.

Unless he's lying, of course, but it takes one to know one, and Cassian's betting not; that particular combination of raw outrage and priggish oratory is too awkward not to be true. So that's one less problem, at least. He lets a little of that relief bleed through his searching stare, glancing down as if reluctantly impressed. ]

Okay. Sorry. --But there's been a misunderstanding. [ Leans forward, insofar as the restraints allow, his dark eyes earnest. ] I came here on my own business. I've been out of contact, I had no idea we had anyone else on the ground out here.