Getting settled was easier said than done for Cassian. Never mind the fact that he didn't do settled (a life constantly fighting for the Rebellion didn't leave a huge amount of time for stopping to consider the next step), but physically he spent the most of his first two weeks there simply recovering. The fall had damaged him about as much as he'd thought at the time, but since he was convinced he was going to die, it hadn't bothered him. He did what needed to be done.
Trouble was, he wasn't sure how to live now. Jyn wasn't here. K2 wasn't here. None of Rogue One were, and it meant that he was without distraction, something that hadn't happened for twenty years, since he joined the Rebellion.
First of all, he needed a plan of attack, and that meant trying to work out what he was dealing with here. He'd been told that it was peaceful, but he never relied on anything that he hadn't seen with his own eyes. And so if you were walking around Medietas, you would see a wary looking young man, balancing precariously on crutches, restlessly walking the streets.
Cassian Andor | SW: Rogue One
Getting settled was easier said than done for Cassian. Never mind the fact that he didn't do settled (a life constantly fighting for the Rebellion didn't leave a huge amount of time for stopping to consider the next step), but physically he spent the most of his first two weeks there simply recovering. The fall had damaged him about as much as he'd thought at the time, but since he was convinced he was going to die, it hadn't bothered him. He did what needed to be done.
Trouble was, he wasn't sure how to live now. Jyn wasn't here. K2 wasn't here. None of Rogue One were, and it meant that he was without distraction, something that hadn't happened for twenty years, since he joined the Rebellion.
First of all, he needed a plan of attack, and that meant trying to work out what he was dealing with here. He'd been told that it was peaceful, but he never relied on anything that he hadn't seen with his own eyes. And so if you were walking around Medietas, you would see a wary looking young man, balancing precariously on crutches, restlessly walking the streets.