Cassian, meanwhile, had never learned to let go, only to bury his sins under new ones, piling mission upon mission with no time to rest or think. After twenty years of that, forced inactivity was a frankly terrifying prospect.

"A Jedi Master?" Surprise showed on his face, and he took a tiny step back in surprise before he caught himself. He looked down at the hand offered to him and shook it, his grip firm. "I did not realize..." He forced his face back to pleasant neutrality. "There seem to be many surprises laying in wait, hiding." He straightened his back. "The rebellion stands strong, every day more worlds rise up against the tyranny of the Empire. The people of our galaxy are tired of being in chains."