It's okay Finn, Cassian will just have to adapt. Maybe even emote (heaven forbid). As it is he can't quite help the little smile that spreads across his face at Finn's obvious joy at the cupcakes. He's always liked cooking for people it's just that he hasn't been able too, much. Considering...his life. Up until the point that he managed to come here, anyway.

"The sheriff probably gave you a key." One thing they're good for, over there at the sheriff's station: setting up the assimilation process. "It'll have a number on it, and the blocks are all -" he gestures in a particular direction. "But I have to take all this apart when the event is over and go back to the tea shop, would you mind helping me out first? Then I can show you where the houses are."

A beat. "Ah, I'm Cassian."