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Cal: *slowly removes his heart-shaped sunglasses* I beg your fucking pardon

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@fallenorder-incorrectquotes
Purge trooper: Your droid is dumb.
Cal: *slowly removes his heart-shaped sunglasses* I beg your fucking pardon
Cal: *steps on his own emotions and grinds them into the dirt with his heel* Anyways-
Greez: There are no oggdo here, Cal. I promise.
Cal: Oh thank the force
[post force tear with spawn of oggdo bogdo]
Cal: *drags himself into pyloon’s absolutely covered in blood*
Greez: What the—kid, are you alright?!
Cal: YOU LIED TO ME
Cal: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and anxiety. I’ll wait.
BD-1: Bwoop! (You and me!)
Cal, tearing up: Okay
Cal: *puts on a fun poncho*
Cal: Ok, ready to go!
Cal: Hostage or not, sometimes it’s just nice to be held.
Stormtrooper: Are you okay
Merrin: Sometimes I feel my preference to use a spoon instead of a fork to eat cake is strange.
Cere: It’s ok to eat some foods differently than others.
Cal, offhandedly: That’s not the kind of attitude you had when you found out I was eating Greez’s mayo packets like gogurt tubes
Greez: you WHAT—
Cal, after Boba decided not to shoot him and collect his bounty on Koboh: You call it the bare minimum, I call it the most romantic thing to ever happen to me.
Greez: We really gotta get you into therapy.
Cal: *finally sitting in his rooftop garden on Koboh playing the hallikset at the end of the game*
[something explodes in the distance]
Cal, sweating: *plays hallikset louder*
Cal: Two cups of caf and a stim, the most important meal of the day.
Greez, shaking: Do you think maybe a vegetable would cause less pain—
Shop owner: *sees Cal standing nervously behind Greez*
Shop owner: Aw, he’s so cute!
Greez: Thanks, he’s a rescue.
Cal: Stop telling people that!
BD-1: *sits with his little legs stretched out in front of him*
Cal: Oh ho ho I didn’t realize you were so classy
Cal finally gets therapy pt. 1
Mind healer: We’re almost at the end of our first session, so let’s do a little recap: what do we say when we’re feeling sad or upset?
Cal: You know what it’s no big deal haha sorry for bothering you I feel better now :’)
Mind healer: nO-
Cal: Life is just one stim after the other
Cal: The next stim will fix me
Bd-1: *concerned beeping*
Cere: Alright, does everyone understand the mission?
Merrin: Cal looks confused, but that is most likely because he stopped paying attention the moment you began discussing the finer details of our assignment.
Greez: Cal!
Cal, knowing Merrin is absolutely correct: Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of everyone?
Merrin: You do not need any help from me in that department.
Cal: That’s right, so leave me alone >:(
Cere: *sighs into her hands*
[At the start of Fallen Order]
Cal with BD-1: Hey buddy, you alright? Do you need anything? I’m always here for you, ok?
BD-1: Thank you. I love you. I trust you with my life.
Greez with BD-1: I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL
BD-1: YOU TELL THEM WHO SENT YOU
Cal, sitting in-between Greez and Cere at a cantina: I just felt a disturbance in the Force... I gotta go.
Cere: Aren’t you forgetting something?
Cal: Uhhh... *hesitantly kisses Cere’s cheek and Greez’s forehead before running out*
Cere, sputtering: N-No?! Pay your bill!
Greez: *choking on his drink*