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[ When he turns and speaks it's all she can do to keep on standing. But it's really him, and her smile falters a little. It was difficult to remain cool and casual when she might as well be looking at a ghost.
His gaze is almost unnerving but she doesn't look away. She almost fears that if she looks away... he won't be real anymore, and everything will fade away.
Jyn can't lose him, not now.
Somehow she manages to shrug a shoulder lightly. ] I got off easier than you did.
[ She steps closer, too, meeting him in the middle. ] Are you okay?
[ Then, before he can answer - ] I wanted to be there when you... when you woke up. I'm sorry I wasn't.
[Is he okay? Are either of them? Will they ever be? After what he went through on Scarif - knowing that his friends - friends, it sounds so foreign to him - had died there and that he couldn't do a damn thing about it - how could he ever be okay?]
No.
[It's the most honest answer he can give. He's not. Physically, he's fine - there's still some bad bruising on his chest and back from that twenty-foot fall, but other than that, he's fine. But he's not okay.]
You don't need to apologize. It's not your fault.
[When she's close enough to touch, he finally reaches out and tucks a lock of her brown hair behind her ear. She's cleaned up quite a bit - he almost has to laugh.]
[ There's no simple answer to that question. Was she ever really okay? Growing up, thinking her father was a traitor, only to discover the truth and lose him so quickly? To be one of the few survivors in a fight she had never meant to survive? To know she was not the saint or war hero they made her out to be?
...but something about the way he pushes some of her hair behind her ear makes her consider his question in a different light. Looking at him this man she still barely knew, but knew she trusted all the same. ]
No. [ She answers truthfully, a little smile playing about the corners of her lips. ] But I think... I will be, someday.
[ Jyn reaches up to catch his hand in her own, unsure what she's doing, what her future holds for her. All she knew was that being there with him... it was a comfort. It was real, something she could hold onto. ]
I know. [That fact hadn't gone over his head - they did do it - they set off a chain of events they have no idea how it will play out, but he can only hope they've tipped the scales in their favor - in the rebellion's favor.]
Thanks to you.
[What she did on Scarif - he's never seen more bravery from anyone else. It only highlights his cowardice - all the terrible things he's done for the Alliance with no regards to his own morality...and then here comes Jyn, saving the day, disregarding orders she knew were wrong.
He squeezes her hand tightly, letting her know he's there - always.]
[ Her smile widens somehow, despite everything. Of course he's got a lot to do with it, with its brilliance. With the warmth she feels now. Jyn eases a bit closer, shakes her head once. ]
Thanks to us both.
I'm not sure I could have done it without you.
[ Yes, she'd pushed on after she'd thought he had died, from the blaster and the fall... but if he hadn't come back to shoot Krennic... the plans might not have been transmitted. Not only that, but Cassian's being there with her had given her strength, too.
Strength to carry on.
Jyn was no saint herself, but looking at him now... perhaps there was a chance, not for redemption but just a real future. A better future. And of something with the Rebellion too, of course. ]
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His gaze is almost unnerving but she doesn't look away. She almost fears that if she looks away... he won't be real anymore, and everything will fade away.
Jyn can't lose him, not now.
Somehow she manages to shrug a shoulder lightly. ] I got off easier than you did.
[ She steps closer, too, meeting him in the middle. ] Are you okay?
[ Then, before he can answer - ] I wanted to be there when you... when you woke up. I'm sorry I wasn't.
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No.
[It's the most honest answer he can give. He's not. Physically, he's fine - there's still some bad bruising on his chest and back from that twenty-foot fall, but other than that, he's fine. But he's not okay.]
You don't need to apologize. It's not your fault.
[When she's close enough to touch, he finally reaches out and tucks a lock of her brown hair behind her ear. She's cleaned up quite a bit - he almost has to laugh.]
Are you okay?
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...but something about the way he pushes some of her hair behind her ear makes her consider his question in a different light. Looking at him this man she still barely knew, but knew she trusted all the same. ]
No. [ She answers truthfully, a little smile playing about the corners of her lips. ] But I think... I will be, someday.
[ Jyn reaches up to catch his hand in her own, unsure what she's doing, what her future holds for her. All she knew was that being there with him... it was a comfort. It was real, something she could hold onto. ]
Cassian... we did it.
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Thanks to you.
[What she did on Scarif - he's never seen more bravery from anyone else. It only highlights his cowardice - all the terrible things he's done for the Alliance with no regards to his own morality...and then here comes Jyn, saving the day, disregarding orders she knew were wrong.
He squeezes her hand tightly, letting her know he's there - always.]
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Thanks to us both.
I'm not sure I could have done it without you.
[ Yes, she'd pushed on after she'd thought he had died, from the blaster and the fall... but if he hadn't come back to shoot Krennic... the plans might not have been transmitted. Not only that, but Cassian's being there with her had given her strength, too.
Strength to carry on.
Jyn was no saint herself, but looking at him now... perhaps there was a chance, not for redemption but just a real future. A better future. And of something with the Rebellion too, of course. ]