[He takes the toolkit and holds it, balanced in one arm and hand, tucked in as if it were meant to be there. His other hand free, in case the man needed another tool while in there. Or, in the case of right now, where he used it to pull out one more creature and toss it across the room like it were a bomb.]
Captain Cassian Andor. He is a very good man, and my... friend.
[Distracting is right. Thank the makers he's a droid and he can ignore them, for the most part. The is still one lodged in his upper torso, sleeping behind his neck. Or is it tow now? They are very small.]
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Captain Cassian Andor. He is a very good man, and my... friend.
[Distracting is right. Thank the makers he's a droid and he can ignore them, for the most part. The is still one lodged in his upper torso, sleeping behind his neck. Or is it tow now? They are very small.]